Bella's POV
I make my parents dinner, after that they go home. I get a shower. After I get out, my phone rings, I hesitate for a moment then press accept.
"Hi, Isabella? Is this the right phone number? I'm sorry, I shouldn't be calling you. I'll hang up now." He starts to ramble.
"No! Wait! Yes, this is Isabella. I wouldn't have given you my number if I didn't want you to call." I stop him before he can hang up.
"Okay, sorry. I didn't want to intrude. This is probably too soon to ask; how about we go get some coffee sometime? I don't know what you like and I can't afford Starbucks all the time. How is the coffee shop on third and main, have you ever been there?" he rambles again.
"Yes, I have been there. It's a lovely place, I don't go to Starbucks often, only when I am on the rush." I start pulling on my shirt, then my leggings.
"Oh okay, great. Does 3:00 Monday work?" He asks, I start looking over my schedule on my phone. I have Court at that time.
"Monday works, I can't do it at 3, I have a case that is going to court at that time. How does 1:30 sound?" I ask, god, I hope I can make this work. However; my job does come first.
"That works, great. See you then, Isabella." He hangs up.
Wow, I have a date. Wait?! Is this a date, or just some casual friends meeting up? I grab ahold of my purse, get into my SUV and start backing out of the driveway. I drive down the all too familiar road to Target. When I park, and turn off my car, and grab a buggy I make my way down to the feminine section. I grab a box of U by Kotex pads, and start looking over at the makeup.
I pick up some mascara, then go and get some Peta crackers, and the rest of my grocery list. After, I get all my stuff, I call my mom to see if there is anything that she may need. She doesn't answer, so I make my way down to the checkout. As I am loading the stuff in my car, my phone rings, I bet it is my mom calling me back.
"Hello?" I ask into the phone.
"Is this Isabella Cullen?" the voice asks me.
"Yes, this is. Who, might I ask, are you?"
"I am Diane Ross's new assistant. She asked me to call you. She said that she couldn't make it today in court because of a prior agreement, and asked me to call you." The lady rushes out.
"So, she thinks that I can make it? I have some plans today that I can't back out of. So, maybe tell her that she should not make plans if she can't keep them." With that, I hang up.
Gosh, Dianne gets on my nerves. I mean, seriously, why would you schedule something else on the same day when you know that you have a prior agreement?! I hate how she just calls me and expects to fix her mistakes, when she knows that I don't want to, and it's not up to me to fix.
When I get to my condo, I put all my groceries away, and get my mails.
"Bills, bills, bills." I say out-loud as I look at the logo and throw it on the island. I go online and make payments to the places I need to. I start thinking about what to wear. If I wear a pencil skirt and a blazer, will that be too fancy? Should I just wear some jeans? I won't have time to change in between the coffee shop and work and I can't wear jeans to court. I hope that I won't seem to over-bearing from what I am wearing.
Jasper's POV
I did it. I called that women that I meet in the park yesterday. Gosh, she's beautiful. Why am I thinking that? I don't even know much about her. I am taken out of my thoughts when I hear a knock on my door.
"Coming!" I yell, walking down the hallway. I look thru the peephole first and see my brother. Peter.
"Hey! Why didn't you call?" I open the door.
"Oh please, where do you go?" I don't say anything. That's what I thought." He walks in and sets the beer on the table.
"What if I did happen to be out, and you wasted a trip?" I ask him, popping the top off a beer can.
"What if, what if, what if," he pops the top off his beer can too, "me and Charlotte are going out on the lake tomorrow, we both have the day off. Want to come?' he sits down on the couch turning on the game.
"What is tomorrow?" I follow him, and sit across from him.
"Monday." He answers.
Crap! I can't tell him I have a date.
"I would love to; I have a prior agreement." Yeah, if I say that maybe he won't question me.
"A prior agreement? Please, what do you have to do?" he scoffs.
"I have a date" I mumble.
"A date!," he yells, "with who?" he heard me, damn it.
"A prosecutor. Her name is Isabella Cullen. You might have seen her."
"I might have seen her. How did you even meet her?" he takes a sip of his beer.
"I was patrolling the park and she was running, gunshots were heard in the area, and I had to evacuate everyone. She was one of the ones that I had to help evacuate." I take breaks in between to sip on my beer.
"Wow! I'll be sure to talk to her the next time I see her."
"No! I mean, please don't. I don't want to mess this up." I rush out.
"Gosh, calm down, I won't." he chuckles.
From there we sip on our beers and catch up, even though we see each other at work all the time.
