Summary: Bella is working in Angela's pet shop, when Edward and his daughter, Alice, come in to buy a puppy. Instantly, sparks fly between the two, but will they see each other again? Pssh. Obviosly. AU/AH.

BPoV

Chapter One: Cunning Little Bastard

"Bella, where did I put that iguana food?" I sighed, but tried to help Angela out.

"I think you hid it underneath the dog food on the last shelf," as soon as I said it, I heard a squeak of approval, proving that I had been right. Again. "YOUR WELCOME," I called out again, hoping to have some credit.

"Pssh, I don't need to thank you. You work for me," Angela said, sounding like she was my pimp as she walked out of the back room.

"Really? What are you, my pimp?" I glared at Angela, but she knew how to push me around.

"Of course. Why do you think there are all those girls in the stock room?" I had a great comeback, but I couldn't say anything as a tiny little girl and her father had walked in the store. The little girl looked around excitingly as the father hid under his baseball cap, not letting me see his face.

"Excuse me," I called out to the little girl. "My name is Bella. How can I help you?"

The little girl smiled at me, and I swear to God I almost cried it was so cute. "My name is Alice. I'm six. I like your hair, Miss Bella," she said, pulling on the one lock of hair that was purple. "I would like a dog, please," I smiled down at her, and directed her sight back to the dogs.

"What kind of dog were you looking for, sweetie?" I asked, not knowing what to show them.

"I would like a little doggie that I can dress up, please, Miss Bella," she said. I almost choked on air. I looked up at her father, trying to figure out if she was serious when he smirked, and I knew she was. Poor dog.

Poor dog or nothing, I looked back up at Alice's father and realized that he was indeed one gorgeous man. I looked at his hands, and noticed how large they are. You know the saying, the larger the hands the larger the-

I was pulled out of my head by a little girl wanting to hold a daschund. I pulled out the black and white one she picked, and handed it to her. She carefully held the dog like a baby, and smiled down at her. When she looked back up at me, I saw conviction in her eyes. This was the dog she wanted.

"Can I have this one, please?"

"Sure, let me ring you up," I said, looking back up at the dad as I picked up Alice's new dog. He smiled slightly, and nodded, showing that he was going to follow me.

I shifted the little puppy onto the counter, and smiled as Alice went around, picking out certain items for her new dog. I let my eyes slid to her gorgeous man of a father, and they rested there for quite a while as he watched his daughter. I sighed quietly, and rang all of Alice's items up along with their dog. As I slid the collar and leash onto her new dog, I said, "Alice, what are you going to name your puppy?"

"Gucci," she said, not even hesitating. I was so shocked to hear her say that I almost dropped the dog. I mean, Gucci.

"That's a cute name," I said, while trying to rein in laughter. I set Gucci on the floor, and Alice ran around with her, squealing and laughing.

"That will be eight hundred ninety two dollars, please," I said to her father. He handed me a credit card, and I read the name on it as I swiped it. 'Edward Masen.' Had a nice ring to it.

"I can't believe she's going to name her first real pet 'Gucci'," Edward said as I handed him his card. Jesus Christ. I think I just fell into Heaven. His voice was like pure silk, and I wanted to be wrapped in it all the time.

Trying to seem like he didn't just have that effect on me, I retorted, "What do you mean, first real pet?"

"Well, for a while Alice had a pumpkin named Hollister," he said this like it was nothing.

"Your daughter had a pumpkin as a pet? Named Hollister?" What sane person gives their daughter a pumpkin as a pet? A hot one, that's who.

"Well, yeah, I wanted to make sure she wouldn't kill her pet if I got her a real one. She was doing pretty well, that is, until yesterday."

"What happened yesterday?" This man's voice was killing me, inside to out. I handed him his receipt, adding a pen to show him to sign it.

"I kind of, sort of ran over Hollister in the driveway."

"What?"

"Well, she had set him down on the drive so she could color with the chalk. I wanted to get my car in the garage before it rained, so I told her to get on the grass. I guess she kinda forgot about Hollister, because the next thing I know is that I had a screaming six-year-old, and pumpkin shit- excuse me, guts all over my front tire. So, I bought her a real dog to make up for it."

"How long did Alice have that pumpkin?" He handed me the pen back, but held onto the receipt for a minute.

"About a week." We both turned at the sound of whining, and I instantly realized that two someone's were ready to head out. I turned back to Edward, and smiled.

"Thank you, Miss Bella," Edward said as he walked towards the door to collect his daughter and dog.

"Thank you for the story, Mister Edward," I said back as they walked out the door. As I rested my elbows on the counter I realized Edward had set the receipt down before walking away.

I looked down at his signature, and moved to put the receipt in the box we had, but pulled back, noticing something odd about it. At the end of the receipt was seven digits. Before I realized it, I was laughing. Edward had given me his phone number!

"Cunning little bastard," I whispered to myself as I tucked it into my pants pocket. I knew I would be needing that soon enough.

R&R. Please.