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"What? Why?" Alice asked blinking, turning to face her. "Am not," she added after a second．
"Are too," Bella responded, giving into the urge to lean over and kiss Alice. "Why do you want to pick what I have for dinner, anyway?" she asked curiously, resting her head on Alice's shoulder so that she could see the menu as well．
Alice shrugged, jostling Bella a little．
"I hear about food all the time, but I can't eat any of it. So, I want to pick something that I've heard people talk a lot about and then watch you eat it," Alice said as if it was the most logical thing in the world. "Do you like steak? People talk about steak a lot," she continued thoughtfully．
Bella scrunched her face up, not quite following Alice's thought process, but after a moment she decided to let it go．
"I do like steak, but it's a bit heavy for," Bella craned her neck so that she could see the clock, "ten o'clock at night.”
"Ｈmm, heavy," Alice murmured, wondering how much a steak weighed. She would look it up later. "What about lobster?" she asked．
"Too messy," Bella said shaking her head. There was no way she wanted Alice watching her fight her way through a lobster dinner. Alice sitting there staring at her while she ate was going to be weird enough without her having to wear a bib．
"What about …" Alice began, and for the next couple of minutes they went through menu items with Bella vetoing them until Alice finally frowned at her. "Are you a picky eater?" she asked suspiciously．
She sometimes heard mothers complaining to other mothers about their kids being 'picky eaters' when she walked through the park. From what she could discern, 'picky eaters' never wanted to eat what their mothers had cooked, and it apparently caused a lot of trouble at dinner time and led to chicken fingers and something called KD being bought in bulk．
"No," Bella said, even though she knew it must have seemed like that. She just wanted something quick and light that wouldn't leave her feeling too full, or lethargic afterwards, and Alice kept on suggesting the most extravagant meals on the menu (just like she thought she would)．
"Do you want to pick for yourself?" Alice asked sounding a little disappointed．
"No," Bella said quickly, hating to see the excitement fading from Alice's eyes. "You can choose," she continued, "let's just maybe stay away from red meat and seafood," she suggested, hoping that Alice would gravitate to the pasta or salad selections. The Springtime tagliolini sounded delicious, and the Sweet Tart Strawberry Salad also sounded great, though she doubted it would be enough on it's own．
Alice was silent for a moment, her eyes focused unblinkingly on the menu and then she sighed．
"Well, at least I'll get to watch you eat it," she said suddenly, and with that she rolled to the side to pick up the phone. "Ｈello, yes … um, yes," Alice said laughing into the receiver as Bella wondered how it was possible for her to have charmed the operator enough for them to be sharing a laugh. "The Springtime tagiolini, a Sweet Tart Strawberry Salad, and a bottle of champagne," she continued, Bella's eyes widening as Alice ordered exactly what she wanted, before she realized that when she had thought about wanting those things that Alice had probably had a vision of it. "Oh, I don't suppose it matters very much," Alice said laughing into the receiver again. "Yes, yes of course. I get that all the time. Thank you," she said, and then hung up the phone．
"You had a vision?" Bella asked when Alice rolled back around to face her．
Alice nodded, leaning forward to kiss Bella's neck, lightly, inhaling deeply as she did．
She brushed the flat of her tongue against the pale, pulsing skin, before drawing it back to flick the tip of her tongue against the flesh．
The raven-haired beauty then moaned and began to squirm against Bella's side, her hips pressing against Bella's thigh．
She pressed her mouth tightly against Bella's neck and began to suck, her teeth occasionally brushing against the warm, reddened skin．
Alice could hear the blood rushing beneath Bella's flesh, rising to the surface, the intensity of her sucking bruising the pale skin．
She felt wetness begin to pool between her legs and venom begin to pool in her mouth．
"Sorry," Bella murmured, her fingers brushing through Alice's hair as the raven-haired beauty shivered against her, nuzzling her neck．
Alice had just been trying to satisfy a natural curiosity and Bella thought that she should have realized that looking at the menu was a bad idea since she was bound to form an opinion about what she would have preferred to eat．
Bella's voice was nothing but a whisper to Alice as she stopped breathing. Bella's blood pounded beneath her lips, the sound of the pulsing crimson river droning out all of the other sounds in the room．
Alice felt her head begin to swim, and desperately closed her eyes, forcing herself to repeat one word over and over again in her head: Bella, Bella, Bella．
She swallowed compulsively trying to remove the venom from her mouth．
She would not bite. She would not bite. In her mind she chanted: Bella, Bella, Bella．
Alice pulled her head back, removing her lips from Bella's skin．
"Don't apologize," Alice husked; her voice low and rough even as her chest loosened and the hunger began to abate．
She shifted her head so that it was lying on the pillow beside Bella's, but she kept her arms around Bella's body．
"You're an independent woman who knows what she wants, there's nothing wrong with that," Alice continued teasingly, running her fingers over Bella's cheek trying to soothe her somewhat frazzled nerves. "Really, it's fine. I was being silly.”
"So you're not going to watch me eat?" Bella asked hopefully．
"No, I am. It was just silly wanting to choose since I won't know what it tastes like anyway," Alice responded smiling at Bella before pecking her on the lips．
"You know they're going to card you," Bella sighed, as Alice's hands began to trail along her side, her lips lightly brushing against her jaw．
"Mm," Alice murmured as her cool hand slipped under Bella's shirt, splaying itself against her abdomen. "I have," she said, kissing Bella's lips, "a fake I.D.," she continued, her fingers tracing a little higher on Bella's stomach．
"Of course you do," Bella said, not even knowing why she asked the question．
The Cullen's were experts at reinventing themselves and creating new identities. Alice probably had a couple of fake driver's licenses and passports and other important identification. Somewhere in her bag there was probably a piece of paper that identified her as Sarah Mary Jones of Alma, Wisconsin．
"Be prepared," Alice mumbled, her chest purring as she buried her face in spot where Bella's neck met her shoulder．
"Were the Girl Scouts around when you were human?" Bella asked curiously, recognizing the motto as Alice's thumb stroked her hip．
"I think so," Alice said softly. She smiled against Bella's neck, "maybe I was a member," she continued, her tone still light though there was an undercurrent of sadness to it. "I was an adult volunteer in the 50s," she went on, her tone brightening again．
"Really?" Bella asked pulling back to look at her. Besides Carlisle, Alice was the most social of the Cullen's, but for the most part even she seemed to avoid casual contact with humans．
Alice nodded. "I was asked by one of my teachers to. She thought that I had sweet disposition, and that I was quite mature for my age," Alice said laughing lightly. "If she only knew," she sighed, shaking her head a little. "The meetings were at night so that wasn't much of a concern, and I had pretty good control over my thirst at that point, so I thought 'why not'," she said smiling a little, before she sighed．
"What happened?" Bella asked, knowing that sound. It was Alice's 'and-then-something-went-horribly-wrong' sigh．
"A midnight hike," Alice breathed out sadly. "One of the girls … Betty, tripped and fell down a hill. She got herself really knocked up. She dislocated her arms, broke her leg, and she was bleeding … heavily," Alice said, her nostrils flaring slightly as she spoke. "Luckily I was some distance away from her when the scent filled the air. When I picked it up the hunger hit so hard," she went on shaking her head. "I started shaking and couldn't stop from growling. Fortunately, for me at least, it was dark and nobody could see me. Everyone just thought there was a wolf in the area. They got Betty to the hospital and she was fine, but I quit after that," Alice said forlornly. "Rose was unbearably smug about the whole thing," she added dourly．
Bella made a sympathetic sound in her throat, and hugged Alice tightly, kissing her cheeks and then her lips．
"I bet you looked cute in your uniform," Bella whispered softly, petting Alice's hair as she tried to cheer her up．
"I did," Alice confirmed, grinning at Bella when the younger girl rolled her eyes at her．
"Well at least you looked good. That's something since I suspect you didn't win any First Class Awards for Ｈumility or Modesty," Bella replied, even though she was smiling at Alice like she was the most wonderful thing on the planet．
Alice pressed her face between Bella's t-shirt clad breasts, "…get a First Class Award for Turning You On, and a silver one for …" she muttered, she words getting swallowed up by Bella's shirt as she burrowed in．
