James's pov

Time stopped. I stood frozen in place wondering what in the hell had happened. Why did the garter come my way? I couldn't comprehend. To think that I wasn't even in the crowd of guys waiting behind Jacob for the garter. How the hell had it breezed it's ways to my face?

Then it dawned on me— the garter scene was what Dawn was implying when he said earlier that he couldn't wait to see me hold 'some' garter. What in God's name was the guy playing at? Why was he always up to some trick or two?

It was frustrating he was my best friend. While he'd...