The Edge

Sway My Way

Summary: Alice and Bella grow closer together now that Alice is back in Forks.

An Hour Later
Bella sighed as Alice moved her head to rest on her shoulder, her eyelids fluttering contently as Alice's finger danced nimbly along her side.

Taking a shower had definitely been a good idea.

When she had come back to her room dressed for bed, Alice had been lying on her bed waiting for her, a small bag that hadn't been with her before resting on the floor by Bella's dresser. Bella had smiled brightly at her upon seeing it, understanding that it meant Alice intended to stay with her for as long as she was in town, and she had quickly made her way over to the bed. Then, the moment she had settled down on the mattress Alice had shimmied over to her and breathed in deeply, a beautiful smile coming to her lips as Bella's, and only Bella's, scent washed over her. Alice had embraced her immediately after that, and since then, Alice hadn't stopped touching her ... a development that Bella couldn't have been happier about.

"He's how old?" Alice asked softly, a hint of a whine in her voice as her fingers trailed along Bella's ribcage, affectionately exploring.

"Sixteen," Bella responded, trying to ignore Alice as the vampire pressed against her side and groaned piteously, hiding her head against Bella's shoulders.

Ignoring her was easier said than done however, because with Alice pressed even closer to her, Bella became absolutely certain that her companion was not wearing a bra, and the feel of Alice's breasts pressed against her arm, a hard nipple rubbing against her, separated from her flesh by only by a very thin tank top, was very, very difficult not to concentrate on.

"Ugh, even worse," Alice mumbled against Bella's should. "A baby werewolf," she groaned propping herself up so that she could shake her head at Bella. "You really are a magnet for trouble, aren't you?" she asked shaking her head. "If there's a well, you'll fall into it. If there's a bear trap, you'll step in it. If there's a banana peel, you'll slip on it. If there's a werewolf, you'll invite it home for lasagna," she moaned dropping her head back down to Bella's shoulder. "Unbelievable," she sighed.

"Are you done?" Bella asked smiling, more amused than insulted by Alice's little outburst.

"I suppose so," Alice murmured rubbing against the length of Bella's body like a spoiled tuxedo cat. "I don't imagine you're going to listen to anything I have to say on the subject anyway," she sighed snuggling against to Bella. "Besides," she went on, her voice gentling, "he saved your life. So I can't really be anything but eternally grateful to him."

Bella's heart warmed at Alice's words.

"You're a very smooth operator," Bella said pressing a kiss to the top of Alice's head, a powerful longing welling up inside of her as she held Alice against her. "I was considering being mad at you, but now all I want to do is rain kisses all over your face," Bella continued, trying not to think about how much she'd like rain kisses over other parts of Alice's body as well.

"Well," Alice began slowly, her voice almost timid. "You know what they say about resisting temptation," she continued softly, sweet smelling breath tickling Bella's throat in the most delicious way.

Bella shifted on the mattress, something in Alice's tone catching her attention.

Being careful not to disturb Alice too much, Bella pushed herself up onto her elbow so that she was looking down at the petite vampire beside her. Alice, whose head was now resting comfortably on one of Bella's pillows, returned her gaze unblinkingly, waiting patiently to see what Bella would say.

"I think it has something to do with yielding to it," Bella said, her voice barely more than a whisper, her eyes watching Alice keenly, looking for a sign as to what the raven-haired beauty was thinking.