A/N: I do not own Twilight; however, Twilight does own me.


Chapter 10: How to Catch a Man in 45 Days

BPOV

Disappointment, thy color is pink.

My spirits fell into the basement when I discovered that there would be no casual meet-and-greet with Edward Cullen. Turns out he was preparing for a big case that would be going to trial on the sixteenth and would be in meetings for the biggest part of the next two weeks. Not to mention the trial that would probably take an additional two. Oh, well, you know what they say about the best laid plans.

My consolation prize was seeing the look on Alice's face when Jasper Whitlock made a point to sit-in on our meeting with Rosalie. The surprised and bewildered look on Rosalie's face when he invited himself to join us mirrored my own. It was a good thing my attention wasn't diverted, because all conversation in regards to the office decorating project fell on my shoulders. Alice couldn't seem to keep herself from eye-fucking Jasper; it was obvious it wasn't one-sided. I actually saw the moment Rosalie got wise to what was going on because she gave me a look that morphed from WTF to a grin of sheer delight. It seemed Rosalie approved of this development, and we could both see the writing on the wall—

Jasper Whitlock was officially off the market!

Damn! Forty-five days, my Aunt Fanny! It had taken Alice barely forty-five minutes to catch her man. I was happy for her, but that didn't keep my emotional state from taking a dramatic dip.