Jacqueline

Jasper took another well-needed sip of that expensive ****.

What was he even supposed to do at this point? Any attempt at escape would definitely fail with more men like at the chapel guarding every door.

He looked back at James, who, to his surprise, averted his eyes.

"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. James Monroe!" a familiar voice suddenly said.

Jasper's mouth fell open in shock as the woman in red approached, drink in hand.

James stiffened up a bit before regaining his composure. "Miss Jacqueline. You are too kind...especially considering the way you initially reacted."

Jacqueline waves her hand dismissively. "Now, Jimmy, you aren't being fair. I had to take a little bit, calm down...but you were right. A bet was a bet."

Jasper, feeling his anger boil up, started up to her, but to his surprise, Jacqueline grabbed his wrist first and pulled him into a hug.

"Mind if I steal her away for a second before she starts spending ALL her time with you?"

James looked puzzled for a moment, but then he nodded, gesturing his approval with his glass.

"Great. Thanks, tough guy!"

Jasper found himself being pulled around by the woman once again. After getting a short distance away from James, she let go of Jasper and raised her hand to cover her smile.

"Hey, I know I made you beautiful and all, but I didn't think you would actually up and marry him! Way to take on for the team."

Jasper frowned, trying to deny it, but his voice still failed to manifest.

Jacqueline suddenly moved forward and Jasper found himself in another hug...but this one felt genuine.

"Thanks to you, I managed to slip Jasmine out and get her safely on a bus out of town without anyone seeing her. You really came through." she took a step back and gently held Jasper by his hand.

"Thank you." she said bowing her head in respect.

Jasper found his anger subsiding as he remembered the entire reason she dressed him like this was for the sake of her friend.

He smiled, finding a little contentment in that she was ok.

"Well, like I said though, I didn't expect you to go and actually do it though!" she snickered, glancing at the ring on Jasper's finger.

Jasper opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly a violin began to play. The other members of the orchestra began to join and the lights on the hall dimmed a bit.

James crossed the distance between them quickly and before Jasper knew it, had taken him delicately by the hand.

"Sorry, Miss Jacqueline. I'm afraid I must steal my little rose back."

One of those smiles appeared on Jacqueline's face. "Sure, go on you two! Be happy."

Quickly placing a hand in Jasper's hip, James escorted "Jasmine" to the center of the dance area.

A spotlight shine down on them both, making the bride practically glow like an angel.

He turned, giving a bow.

"My lovely...May I have this dance?