Chapter 3

We’re Off

BPOV

“Edward I will be your date for the evening.” 

I walked swiftly to the exit of the conference room. I felt Rosalie and Alice close behind me. As soon as I was well away from the conference room I exhaled. Slightly dizzy I took a look at Alice and Rosalie. They both had a smug look in their beautiful faces. 

When I first met these two incredible women a few days ago, they both took me by surprise. Alice was an energetic tiny fairy like person with pale skin and black hair that was messy but stylish disarray on top of her 4’10 frame. Her organizational and time management skills would put Martha Stewart to shame. When I first met Rosalie I couldn’t help but feel self-conscious. She was gorgeous. She was tall, her hair like golden silk fell to the small of her back with pale skin. I was in awe that she was the head mechanic for Edward’s team. 

“Why do have that look on your faces?” I chuckled.

“No one has ever left Edward speechless. It’s nice to know someone out there is capable of that.” Rosalie said as she winked at me.

“That’s right. Did you see the look on his face the whole time you were talking Isabella? It was between frustration and fascination. He didn’t say too much. Not that you gave much of a chance.” Alice chuckled.

“Oh, should I be worried about later tonight? I mean about the date and all.” I asked with fascination.

“I think you can handle yourself. If you carry yourself like the way you did in that meeting you’ll be fine. I can’t believe he has to clean up his image though. For the sponsors.” Rosalie stated.

“Well, actually it’s more my request. They just don’t want him to drink so much. I didn’t want to worry about him causing scandals while driving one of my cars.” I shrugged.

“We better not tell Edward. That pretty boy needs to grow up anyway.” Rosalie indicated.

“Whatever. So which one of you ladies want to ride with me?” I walked up to my baby. A sleek silver Aston Martin DBS. I noticed Rosalie ogling my car. 

“This is your car? Wow! It’s beautiful. Alice can you please take your car this time and on the way back to your place you can ride with Isabella.” There was a look of pleading in Rosalie’s eyes.