Any mistakes that you see are my own.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Twilight Saga. Stephenie Meyer owns The Twilight Saga.


Leah offered to drop the twins off at school on her way to class at the University of Washington, to which I said yes. I got up right when my alarm went off and got the twins ready. After Leah picked them up from my apartment and took them to school, I went back to sleep. Luckily, I had the day off today, but I still needed to run errands. So, I could only give myself another half hour of sleep before I had to wake up again.

The first thing on my list is buying Seth a present. His birthday is tomorrow, but since we can't be with him to celebrate, because he's thousands of miles away attending Stanford University in California, he's flying in the morning after and spending the weekend, staying with Leah at her apartment. When it comes to Christmas and his birthday, Seth is hard to shop for. As a kid, he was into video games and comic books, but now I don't know what he's into. I know he's attending school to become a lawyer, but I don't know what to get for someone like him. I decide to ask Leah about it later because she knows Seth better than me and Emily do.

The rest of my errands are just buying groceries and party supplies, even though it'll just be Seth, the twins, Leah, and Emily celebrating Seth's birthday. He does have a lot of friends, but they too are attending university in various states and therefore, can't make it to the party we'll be having at Emily's house, which used to be our parents', but was left to her in their will. It was actually left for all four of us, but Leah, Seth, nor I didn't want it.

By the time I'm done with my errands, it's time to pick up Charlotte and Susannah from school. But before I do, I drive home to put the groceries and party supplies away. I get back in my car and drive to the twins' school. I'm ten minutes away, on the freeway, when I hear sirens. I glance in my rear-view mirror to find a cop car tailing me.

"Crap," I mumble as I pull over to the side, turning off the engine and putting the car in park. I roll down my window and sit back in my seat, waiting for the cop to approach.

"License and registration, pl—" the cop, wearing sunglasses, says when he's at my window, but stops when he sees me in the driver's seat. "Bella?" He removes his sunglasses and my eyes widen in shock.

"Officer Black," I say. "Hi." It's the cop from last night. Jacob.

He grins down at me. "Please, call me Jake. Where you heading?"

"I was on my way to pick up my kids from school," I tell him.

"You have kids?"

"Yeah," I say. "Twin girls."

"So, you're married?" Jake asks, sounding disappointed.

"Oh, no," I shake my head. "I'm single."

He goes back to grinning. "Good. I mean—" He struggles to find the words, but after a moment, he clears his throat. "Sorry, back to being professional." He gestures to the back of my car. "One of your taillights is out. That's why I pulled you over."

"Oh," I say. "I didn't know. I will definitely get that fixed."

"Good," Jake is still grinning at me and I suddenly feel butterflies in my stomach. "Actually, now that I have you here, do you want to grab a cup of coffee sometime?"

I raise an eyebrow. "You're asking me out on a date? Here? Now?"

"Yeah, I guess," his grin turns sheepish. "You can say no. I mean, I'd be upset if you said no, because I thought we connected last night at the diner." He starts stuttering over his words, talking nonsense.

"I'd love to grab a coffee sometime with you," I blurt out, stopping Jake's rambling, before grabbing a piece of paper and a pen from the glove compartment. "Here is my number." I write it down and hand the paper to him. "You just let me know when and I'll be there."

"Okay, sure," Jake says, taking the piece of the paper with my number on it. "I'll definitely call you sometime. I'll maybe even send you some cute text messages with emojis." We both laugh at that. "Have a good day, Bella." With that, he turns around and heads back to his cop car. In my side mirror, I see him smile and wave before getting in the driver's seat. As he slowly drives past me, I wave at him and watch him as he increases his speed just a little, getting on the freeway and driving off.

I can't help but smile as I continue the drive to Charlotte and Susannah's school. The smile is plastered on my face as I see them walk out of the building with their aunt Emily, along with other kids in other grades. Emily frowns at me through the window as she slides open the back door. After saying hi to my girls and asking how their day went—to which they replied that it was good—Emily helps them in their car seats and buckles them in. She then gets out of my car, sliding the door closed, and goes over to the passenger window, where I roll it down.

"You seem happy," she says. "I'm guessing you ran into that cop from last night."

My smile falters. "How did you…?" I immediately know the answer. "Leah told you, didn't she?"

She smiles. "And I agree when she says you should go for him. You need a man in your life. Actually, we both do. Do you think Officer Black has a friend? When are you going out with him, anyway?"

"Okay, first of all," I start, raising a finger to stop her rambling. "I don't know if Jake has a friend because when I ran into him, it was because he pulled me over for a broken taillight and we didn't get into much conversation about whether or not he has a guy for you. Second, I don't know when I'm going out with him, but I did give him my number."

Emily squeals loudly, capturing the attention of little kids and parents nearby. She stops and takes a deep breath before letting it out. "Okay, I have to go, but when I see you again, it better be to tell me you have set a date with the handsome cop." I know she meant to say "hot," but there are children in the car so she had to change her wording.

The twins and I say bye to her and they wave as I pull out onto the road and drive home.