Friday found me at Harry's Bar again. Alice and I sat at the bar watching Rose work. She was so smooth behind the bar, twirling bottles and flashing dimpled smiles at the enchanted patrons. The place was busy, but not packed out, and Rose was able to talk a good bit. "I'm sorry I didn't call you this week," she apologized, pouring someone's drink into a sugar rimmed glass. "I've been working shit hours since they ended up firing Lauren."

"It's cool. When are you off again?"

"I think Tuesday night, but I'll check," she answered, turning to get a beer from the cooler. "Remind me before you leave to double check my schedule."

"Okay, you want to come for supper around eight that night? You too, Ali," I added, turning to look at her. "I can make that Spanish chicken you like."

"Yes! I'll bring the wine," Alice agreed with a smile. "Can I get another beer, Rosie?"

"Yep, but this is the last one for you. I have to cut you off when you start calling me Rosie," she laughed. "And, Bella, I'll definitely be there. I'm not sure about Emmett. I told you about his old roommate moving here, right?" When I nodded, she continued, "Well they've been together pretty much every night since he got here. It's getting a little old."

"Well, like I said the other day, just bring him. You know I don't know how to cook for less than eight people, anyway." It was so true. Any time I had people over, I sent everyone home with leftovers and still had food to last me for days.

"Yeah, I'll mention it to them tomorrow. Text me and remind me in the morning."

x

Saturday shift was my favorite and least favorite shift of the week, simultaneously. I loved the more relaxed atmosphere at the spa, and I enjoyed the more carefree attitude of my clients. People just seemed to be in good moods on Saturdays. However, waking up at seven o'clock on Saturday morning and spending my day working instead of playing was a definite downer.

I was dragging when I walked into the spa. Checking my schedule with a yawn, I prepped my room for my first client. She was getting a salt glow and a wrap, so I had a full twenty minutes while she was in the sauna and shower to chug my coffee. Alice walked into the break room with a goofy smile plastered across her face.

"Guess what?" she practically squealed.

"Um, what?" I asked, shrugging.

"You know what? Let me just show you," she said, turning me to face the computer. Pointing at her schedule, she squeaked in my ear. "Look!"

I choked on my coffee when I saw her two o'clock men's facial. Jasper Whitlock. "Oh my god, Al, I forgot to tell you that he totally checked you out on Monday!"

"What?" she cried, looking thoroughly pissed that I could forget something so important. "Tell me everything!" After quickly telling her every single detail of the hallway incident, twice, I excused myself to retrieve my client.

x

Sitting behind the front desk to do my paperwork had its advantages; seeing the shit eating grin on Jasper's face as he came to check out, for instance. "So," I began, smirking as Jasper's ears turned red. "How was the facial?"

"It was great," he answered shyly, and I decided to cut him a break.

"Have a good weekend, Jasper!" I told him as he walked out the door.

I did not cut Alice the same break. "So? How'd it go?" I questioned, barging into her room.

"So, so good," she sighed. "We're going out tonight."

"Oh my god! I'm so excited for you!"

"Me, too," she replied, dreamy eyed and giddy.

Alice was on cloud nine. She smiled with all her teeth for the rest of the day and I was happy to see her that way for the first time in a long while.

x

"Emmett and Edward will definitely be joining us on Tuesday," Rose said over the phone Sunday morning.

"Wait, Edward?" I asked with a feeling a dread. It couldn't be.

"Yeah, Emmett's friend? Remember?"

"Of course I remember, Rose. I just never knew his name."

"Oh, yeah, well his name is Edward Cullen..."

Hello? Anybody there?