Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, nor the characters, settings or plotlines within the series. Stephanie Meyer is responsible for the creation of these.
The conference room door opened slowly, and two women stepped inside. The first one, who looked older than 53, had short, curly grey hair tied up in an unflattering bun. She was walking on crutches and wore ugly bright tracksuit pant and an eighties style parka. She looked overconfident. I immediately felt sorry for her.
I didn't even glance at the lawyer. As soon as I knew there was nothing to distract the boys, I was happy. But oh so wrong.
We sat down at the long glass table – my two foreboding brothers and I, on one side, the client and her lawyer on the other. I still hadn't spared a glance to the lawyer, I was busy looking over some settlement papers. However, I had noticed in my subconscious that Emmett and Jasper were staring at something; I had no idea what.
I looked up to start pouring some water and begin the formalities. I grabbed the water jug and poured the client some water, my brothers and I some; and then I looked up to pour some for the client's attorney.
"Would you like some?" I asked lamely, dumbstruck. I had to stop myself from gasping. She was incredibly attractive. Attractive didn't even begin to describe it, she was godly. Her brown, chocolate, rich hair streamed down like it was melting over her shoulder in perfect waves. I gazed down to her large, bright brown eyes. They sparkled at me almost. I observed her beautifully long dark eyelashes, and her neat and tightly fitting business suit; right down to her impeccably fitted pencil skirt. I understood why the boys on either side of me were unmoving; I myself was the same. I was gaping at the most gorgeous creature I had ever set eyes on.
"Yes, if you wouldn't mind," she replied coolly. To top it all off, she had a remarkably attractive voice as well.
I managed to spill the water all over the table.