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Authors Note; This wasn't really meant to be more than the one chapter, though if I get reviews asking for more, I will surely comply. ;) (Or, I might just get hungry for some more Claire x Alice action, and continue anyway) Hope you guys like it!
Rating; T+ for some strong language and suggestive adult content.
Pair; Alice x Claire
Alice was dreading tonight. It wasn't every day that your best friend got married, and tonight just so happened to be his engagement party. After the day at work she had had, Alice was not happy about attending. But, she couldn't let Carlos down, now could she? And so, she took a deep breath, once more looking through the clothes that hung in her closet, looking for something decent...A dress was unacceptable. She hated the damn things, and they made her look just a bit too girly for her taste, thought she knew if she showed up in a dress, Rain would practically explode.
Alice couldn't help but laugh as she thought of the tough, hard Umbrella soldier that worked in the hive as apart of her security team. Her and Carlos were her two best operatives, by far, and she was proud to call them friends, really...but sometimes, Rain had a bad habit of getting a little too grabby. And the fact that she totally had the hots for Alice only made her grabby much worse. And Alice just wasn't into her like that.
For a second, the blond imagined the look on the soldier's face if she showed up in a dress. No doubt her jaw would drop to the floor, her eyes would swell to take over her face, and did I mention drool? Oh yes, there would be lots of drool. And, though the look on Rain's face was enough to make her consider wearing a dress, the thought of the Hispanic woman practically humping her leg all night completely expelled any possibility of that.
She sighed, moving one hanger along the rack after another, her eyes glancing boringly at the scant few clothes she had. Dammit! This is why I need a fucking life! She had absolutely no decent clothes, and it was all because she was married to her job. Well, Technically she was married to Spence, but both man and woman knew that the marriage was a scam, and Alice had made it clear from day one that absolutely nothing was going to happen between them. It wasn't until a few months later that Spence found out exactly why nothing was going to happen, and Alice had never seen a man blush so much. Though, she was pretty sure she would have blushed like crazy too if she had walked up on Spence making out with another dude in nothing but a bra and panties. Well, blush wouldn't be the right word...Crack the hell up would be more appropriate.
She shook her head, trying to keep her mind on track by once more shifting through the clothes. Then, she saw it. A bright red, low cut silk blouse she had bought what seemed like ages ago. Lightly, she pulled the hanger off of the bar and pressed the blouse against her body before looking in the mirror. With a smile, she lightly set it on the bed before she turned back to look for something to go with it. It only took her moments; Black skinny jeans, and sleek leather boots that came almost up to her knee and had a two inch heel.
Quickly, she dropped the damp towel that she had been holding around her body to the ground and moved to the dresser near her bedroom door. She dug in the drawrs for a few moments before she found a pair of lacy panties and it's matching push-up bra. Why would she need them? Well, Carlos knew a lot of pretty hot women, and Alice had a good chance of getting laid tonight. And, if she did, she wanted to look her best with her clothes off, as well as on.
With her panties slipped on, and her bra buckled (with the girls perked happily inside), the rest of her clothes quickly followed. Alice was dressed and ready in a matter of minutes, and, peeking in the mirror one last time and running a hand through her unruly blond hair, she grabbed her keys and wallet from the dresser and headed out the door and down the staircase. As suspected, Spence, who was watching TV in the living room, looked up at her expectantly before his jaw dropped. With a smug smile, Alice thought of Rain.
"Damn woman! Where the hell have you been all my life!" Though Spence's words were amusing, to say the least, she had no patience at the moment for his flattery. But, she had to give him points...he continued to flirt and flatter, even though he knew it would ever get him anywhere.
"Screwing your girlfriend," she teased in return, watching with amusement as he squirmed beneath her steely blue gaze. The man only smiled in reply before his eyes began roaming, which was Alice's cue to leave.
"Don't know when I'll be back, so don't wait up. And...ignore any sounds you might hear going...you know...moan in the night," She said with a wink as Spence's jaw once more dropped. Her smirk only grew as she saw the man surreptitiously grab a throw pillow and slid it over his crotch. Oh, how Alice loved teasing him. Putting images in his head that would most likely keep him up for days.
She gave him a salute before moving out the front door, down the stairs to the circle driveway and toward the sleek black BMW that was parked at the bottom of the steps, thanks to the valet Umbrella kept for them. It was convenient on days like this, especially when she was trying not to bust her ass in the heels she was wearing. Alice didn't do heels very often..she much preferred combat boots to anything, but she didn't think Carlos would be pleased if she showed up in those. Plus, black leather knee-high heels made her look sexy as hell, if she didn't say so herself. She was defiantly getting laid tonight.
The drive to the reception hall was a short one, thanks to the mansions short commute to Racoon City. There were very few cars parked outside, but that didn't surprise her...she was fifteen minutes early. But, she had promised her friend she would come early, and so she had. She pulled her car next to Carlos' black Escalade- when you worked for Umbrella, you could afford expensive cars- and slipped out, quickly moving toward the building and entering.
She was met almost instantly by the burly, tanned soldier, who had both eyebrows raised and a foolish grin on his face. She spotted Jill not far behind, dressed in a light blue dress that clung to her body and left very little the imagination. To top it all off, on her feet she wore three-inch black stiletto heels, perfectly accentuating her shapely legs. Alice couldn't help but smile with appreciation, silently giving her friend a kudos.
"Damn Alice...Didn't know you cleaned up so well...Maybe I'm marrying the wrong woman," he said in a conspiratory whisper, though he knew his fiance could hear him.
"I heard that, Carlos!" Jill exclaimed on cue, lightly slapping the man's heavily muscled upper arm.
"Don't worry, Valentine. He's not my type," Alice said in a drawl, her eyes moving to the raven haired woman standing beside her best friend. "You, on the other hand..." she trailed off as her eyes moved appreciatively over the other woman's curves, her signature smirk curling her lips.
"Hey, hey! Enough of that," Carlos declared, stepping partially in front of Jill while both women shared a laugh.
A few months ago, all Jill and Alice would have shared was a hate-filled glare. But, as her and Carlos got more and more serious, Alice slowly found herself warming up to the woman. Alice would dare day she liked her. They were actually a lot a like, in many ways. Both dedicated to their jobs, both outwardly cold and callous, both total ass kicking bitches with a temper. Carlos, Alice had figured out, liked his girls spunky, if anything could be determined by the two women closest to him.
Jill, for her part, also found herself warming to Alice. When she had first gotten together with Carlos, Jill had made to secret at her hate for the blond. She couldn't deny the jealousy she felt, though it wasn't long until she found out where the blond's...taste lie. After that, it was pretty much downhill. Time spent with Carlos acting as a buffer had made them both ease up a bit on their loathing, until Jill found herself respecting her future husband's best friend. Respect turned to appreciation, and appreciation turned to like. Now, the two women had an understanding. Alice wasn't going to take Carlos from her, and Jill wasn't going to get between their friendship. With this understanding came a small, but growing, friendship of their own, though neither woman would openly admit it.
"Oh Alice, the things you do to me," Jill swooned with a smile, her voice hiking up in pitch and her face adopting a smitten look often seen in old black-and-white films long past their prime. They both laughed again at the look on the soldier's face before Alice gave him a playful slap on his shoulder.
"Well, man, It's just another one to add to the list," she said teasingly, referring to the long list Carlos kept titled 'Girlfriends Alice has Stolen'.
She couldn't help a chuckle as she thought of just how long that list was, and all the times she had, indeed, taken one of Carlos' girls right from under his nose. It was a long-running war they had started almost as soon as they met seven years ago, and in all that time, Alice was the clear victor.
"You're something else, you know that?" He muttered with a frown, glancing between his fiance and friend.
"I know, but it's why you love me," Alice pipped, moving forward to pull the man into a hug. "Congratulations, old man."
Carlos, unable to hold a grudge for long against the blond, immediately perked up and leaned into the blond's embrace, mumbling his thanks. The hug didn't last long, both of them being too proud for things like hugs, and Alice turned next to Jill. The black haired woman received a hug as well and returned it with comfortable ease.
"You too, Valentine," Alice said, pulling back enough to place a soft kiss on the other woman's pale, flawless cheek before she ended that embrace too. She smiled at the sight of the slight blush spreading across Jill's face, and Carlos' scowl. She passed the man a quick, playful wink and his scowl dissolved.
"Thanks Alice. It means a lot that you've come. To Carlos, and to me," the woman stumbled awkwardly, quickly trying to fight away the redness in her cheeks.
Alice knew such sentiment was rare for the other woman, so she accepted it with a smile.
"So," she stated, effectively changing the subject, "Is there a reason you two asked me to come early?" Her eyes flicked between the pair.
"Well, uh, we wanted to talk to you...about the wedding," Jill stumbled, putting Alice immediately on guard.
"Yes...?" she drawled questionably.
"Well, I wanted to ask you..." Carlos began, looking toward Jill for what almost seemed to be encouragement, "If you wanted to be my best man..."
Alice spent a few moments in shocked silence before she got a hold of herself and a large smile stretched across his face. "Of course!" she practically squealed before launching herself at Carlos, enveloping him in a tight hug. The soldier looked pleased, and returned the blonds embrace.
"Thank god," he sighed with relief. "I thought you would flip a lid"
"Why?" Alice was slightly confused as to why he hadn't asked her already, but she refrained from asking that just yet.
"Well, He thought you would be insulted about the 'best man' part," Jill answered for him, ignoring the betrayed look Carlos gave her.
"If he had asked anyone else, he would be in a world of pain right now," the blond shot back in return, and neither Carlos nor Jill, oddly, doubted it.
"I'm just glad that's finally out of the way," the soldier said, wrapping an arm around Jill's waist and flashing Alice a smile.
"Did you really expect me to say no?" Alice asked with a raised eyebrow, unable to keep a smirk from her lips. Luckily, for Carlos, he was saved from answering by the appearance of another guest.
"Chris!" Jill exclaimed, moving past Carlos and Alice to embrace the large, burly man that had come through the door. Alice watched the man with interest before she gave Carlos a questionable look.
"He's Jill's partner. Works for S.T.A.R.S." the soldier quickly answered. Alice simply nodded in understanding before Jill grabbed the man's hand and pulled him forward to make introductions.
"Chris, this is Alice. She's Carlos' best friend," she said sweetly, even as the other man politely offered her his hand. She accepted and shook, returning his smile. She could tell from the twinkle in his eyes that the man had the complete wrong idea about her.
"Pleasure to meet you," he said, his voice deep and husky. Alice simply lifted an eyebrow, and the corners of her lips twitched.
"You too, Chris," she said, flashing him a charming smile and watching him blush and smile in return. Alice couldn't resist having a little fun with the man, and he was obviously smitten. If she had known a low cut top and some hooker boots could bring her this much amusement, she would...okay, she probably wouldn't wear them more often, but she still stored the thought away for later.
She didn't miss the way Chris' thumb brushed against her knuckles before he withdrew her hand, and her smile only grew. Oh, this was going to be too fun. Inwardly, Carlos chuckled at what his fiance had inadvertently done.
In the next thirty minutes, more and more guest arrived. Some of them Alice knew, some of them she didn't. The ones she didn't she just assumed were Jill's friends, but she was still polite when they approached her. Unsurprisingly, almost every guy in the entire place had come up to her at least once and asked to buy her a drink or...other things, but each time, Alice refused, giving them lame excuses or flashing the fake ring on her finger. For once, she was thankful for the gaudy jewel, and it sent more than one man running with his tail between his legs.
Well, she thought, Spence is good for one thing.
After sending another man on his way, she was once again approached, though by someone a little more welcome. Chris looked good in his dark blue, faded jeans and yellow shirt, if Alice said so herself. If she was into his gender, she might actually have a thing for him. He was holding two beers, one in each hand, and flashed her a charming smile. She smiled in return as he leaned up against the bar next to her, passing her one of the beers.
"Saw you send another one packing and decided you needed a rescue," he said teasingly, taking a swig from his bottle.
Alice smiled slightly and followed suite, taking a deeper drink than the man. "Yeah, thanks. I would have appreciated that about an hour ago," She said, her eyes scanning the crowd to spot Carlos standing with Jill.
"So, how long have you known Jill," the man asked, noticing the direction of her gaze.
"Not long. It wasn't until after she started dating Carlos that I met her."
"Ahh," he stated with a nod, taking another swig before returning his gaze to the blond. Damn, was that woman hot! He eyed her voluptuous curves, the roundness of her black-clad hips, her perky breasts and silky white skin. God, how he wanted to know what that skin felt beneath his hands, or what her breast taste like benea- the clearing of the blond's throat broke him from his trance and he realized, with a furious blush, that he had been staring.
"Like what you see," Alice's voice was teasing, and she couldn't resist the smile that curved her lips at the red in the man's cheeks that grew by the second.
"Sorry...got a little carried away," he fumbled at an excuse, almost draining the bottle with his next drink.
"I'll say," she said with a smirk. "So, Chris, how do you like working with S.T.A.R.S." Alice felt bad for the poor guy, and tried to give him a chance to redeem himself. He gladly took the opportunity, and began narrating with enthusiasm.
"Oh, I love it. There's nothing like it in the world. Working with Jill is great, too. I really couldn't ask for a better partner. Carlos is a lucky man," Chris replied with a glance toward the black-haired woman, which didn't go unnoticed by Alice. Neither was, for that matter, the look in his eyes or the tone in his voice.
Interesting, she thought, though any comment she would have been made was interrupted by the approach of Rain. The blond smiled, quite surprised that the Hispanic woman had stayed away this long, considering that she had been watching her ever since she had arrived ten minutes ago.
"Damn Alice!" the soldier commented with appreciation as soon as she was within earshot, eying the other woman with unhidden desire. Chris remained silent with slight shock, watching the interaction between the two with curiosity.
Alice returned her glance, smiling as she noticed the other woman's outfit. Rain was dressed in black jeans, along with a black, long-sleeve dress shirt, complete with combat boots peeking from beneath the hem of her pants. Her black hair was pulled back into a tight pony tail, and, perched atop her head rested a pair of black-rimmed sunglasses. All in all, the look was so Rain, thought Alice had to admit the other woman looked good in black.
"Hello to you too, Rain," she said in reply, smirking as the woman's eyes continued to move over her body.
"Just when I thought you couldn't possibly get any hotter, you go and wear something like that," she commented, still unable to tear her gaze away. The S.T.A.R.S. agent at Alice's side blushed, which seemed to becoming a pattern around the blond, but that, too, was unnoticed.
"You're not too bad yourself," Alice shot back before taking another swig of her beer and flashing Rain a wink. "Now, if you're done undressing me with your eyes...?"
"Not nearly. And I would much rather use my hands." Her comment elicited a chuckle from Alice, who sparred Chris a glance. At his shocked expression, she lightly nudged his arm. His eyes flashed up, only meeting the blond's for a moment before they looked away. This served to break him from his trance, as well as alert Rain to his presence. The Hispanic woman turned to look at the man with curiosity.
"Rain, this is Chris. He works with Jill. Chris, this is Rain," Alice said, sparring the woman from asking, and the man from offering.
"So, you got the hots for Alice too, huh?" Rain asked, straight and to the point, giving the man the elevator eyes. Chris, if possible, went ten shades redder, and Alice offered him an apologizing smile. "Hate to say this, pal, but you are so barking up the wrong tree."
"Yeah, I kinda...got that," Chris said with a slight frown.
"It's not that you're not a great guy," Alice added quickly, giving her companion a soft pat on the arm. "If you were a chick, I would be all over you." Oh god, did she just say that?
He gave her a smile for the effort, and took another swig from his beer. "Somehow, that's not comforting." Rain, unfortunately, chose that moment to intrude.
"You just don't have her kind of equipment, If you know what I mean," the woman said with a smug smile. Chris, unfortunately for him, chose that exact moment to take a drink from his bottle, which he promptly spewed up. He coughed and sputtered a few times, and Alice offered him a pat on the back. Thankfully, he was saved from having to reply as the door to the reception hall opened, and another guest appeared.
"Claire! Over here!" He called, his voice raspy as he flashed his would-be-savior a desperate look. He was rewarded for his plea as the woman promptly made her way over.
Alice had never laid her eyes on a more beautiful woman in her life. She was wearing a sage green dress which fell to her knees and, though the dress itself wasn't tight, the sheer fabric clung to her curves in a way that left nothing to the imagination. Her long, fiery red hair was loose around her shoulders, and she had legs that went on for miles. Decorating her petite feet were black three inch heels, not unlike Jill's, and she held a small black clutch in her hand.
As the woman approached, she quickly stepped forward and gave Chris a hug, and Alice couldn't resist a stab of jealousy. Were they together? If he had a woman like that in his bed, surly Chris wouldn't possibly have been flirting with her. Unless...he was a player, but he certainty didn't seem like he was. Besides, why would he cheat on a woman like that! There had to be another reason for the hug...Luckily, she was rescued from her self-inflicted torture as Chris turned to introduce them.
"Alice, this is my sister Claire. Claire, this is Alice," the man said, purposely leaving out Rain, much to her annoyance. Claire offered the blond a radiant smile, and Alice fought back a blush at her continuously growing arousal.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," the redhead said, offering Alice a hand.
Oh God, Alice thought frantically, her voice is almost as sexy as she is. She quickly moved to take the other woman's hand in her own, reveling in the feel of the redhead's silky smooth skin against her palm. At the contact, however, she noted the heat between her legs go up a notch, or four. Alice was sure she had never been more aroused in her life.
"P-Pleasure's all mine" she stammered, still grasping the woman's hand even though traditionally was now the time her to break the contact. Oh fuck! You stammered! Now she's going to think you're a complete idiot! What the hell happened to calm, collected Alice! She had never yelled at herself so much, either. Claire, for her part, simply raised an eyebrow at the blond's continued contact, but didn't withdraw her hand.
"And here I thought I was surely going to be the most beautiful woman here..." Claire said, running her eyes along the woman's form. "Seem's I was wrong."
The second the redhead's eyes moved along her body, Alice was sure she was about to explode.
Alice's smitten expression didn't go unnoticed by Rain. Instantly, she nudged the blond, causing the two woman's interlocking hands to fall apart. The blond immediately found herself missing the warmth, but figured that taking the redhead's hand back would just be creepy.
"Need to go to the bathroom, Alice?" Rain said, earning a death glare from the blond. Oh shit. The redhead's amused chuckle only served to make thing worse, and Rain immediately knew she was in deep trouble. I'm gonna pay for that later. Alice had a wrath unlike any she had ever seen before, and Rain knew without saying that she would be on shit duty in the hive for months.
Chris, who seemed to notice his mistake by calling his sister over, quickly took advantage of the situation. "Well, If you'll excuse us..." He said, lightly grasping Claire's arm and pulling her to the side. Alice felt a sharp stab of disappointment, and she shot Rain another angry glare before returning her gaze to the retreating redhead. Her disappointment abated in the smallest degree when Claire looked over her shoulder and passed the blond a radiant smile and wink.
"What the fuck was that for!" Alice turned with a rage on the Hispanic as soon as Chris and Claire were out of earshot, earning a few shocked glances from the people closest to them. She was unsure as to why she was so angry...Sure, Rain had embarrassed her, but she hadn't exactly been on her game. If anything, she had embarrassed herself.
"What!" Rain shot back, tossing up her hands in accusation. "You really think Red was going to go for you! You got another thing comin!"
"What the fuck would you know! You're just jealous!" she accused, her ice-blue eyes flashing dangerously and her fists clenched at her sides.
Rain, God help her, knew when it was best to leave her boss alone, and she knew this was such a moment. She knew enough to be adequately afraid of Alice, and she had a suspicion that the fight might very well come to blows if she didn't back down. So, it was with a glare that she tossed her hands up in defeat and stormed off, leaving Alice alone amidst a group of gawking onlookers, each with a look of shock on their face. Immediately, Alice turned to the bar and took a seat, waving over a hesitant bar-tender and ordering a shot of tequila. She wasn't alone long, however, and she didn't have to look over to see who had come to join her.
"Alice, what just happened?" Carlos asked, his voice heavy with concern. He placed a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder, which Alice promptly shook off, just in time for the bartender to return with her drink. Without hesitation, and picked up and glass and downed it's contents.
"Another," she growled, slamming the small glass down onto the counter. The bartender quickly scuttled to fill her request, even as Carlos took a seat beside her.
"Alice..." his tone held a hint of warning, but Alice ignored it as she once more downed her next shot. She gave the bar tender the go-ahead to keep them coming, but Carlos had other ideas. "That will be it, Thanks," he said, even as the bartender looked to Alice for confirmation. "That will be all." The soldier's tone this time around offered no room for argument, and the server took the hint and walked away.
"What the fuck did you do that for," Alice snarled, turning her patented death glare at the man. Unlike Rain, however, he was unaffected by the expression.
"Because you won't fucking answer me. What happened." The venom of the words weren't reflected in his voice, however, and he once more placed a comforting hand on his friends back. Alice sighed in defeat, dropping her eyes to the glass she was twirling around idly in her hands. She knew Carlos wouldn't let up until she spilled the beans, so she, reluctantly, began to narrate.
"She said that?" Carlos questioned with unconcealed annoyance and disbelief, almost unable to believe that Rain had done something so utterly stupid.
"Yep."
"That bitch. I'm going to go have a few words with her," he said, standing from his seat and moving toward the corner that Rain had occupied with her sulking. Alice knew how protective Carlos was, and she couldn't help the stab of pleasure she felt as she thought of the tongue lashing Rain was about to get, and not the kind she wanted, either. Good. She deserves it, Alice thought with malicious delight, almost tempted to risk a glance in the pair's direction. She was stopped by a voice, however, a voice that had her heart hammering in her chest.
"Mind if I join you?"
Alice turned to look at the redheaded goddess that had walked into her life, and flashed the only smile she could muster. "Of coarse not," she said, indicating the seat next to her. Claire promptly accepted, and leaned a bit closer to the blond.
"Hey, I'm sorry about the fight between you and your friend. I hope it's not my fault," Claire said softly, the concern in her voice evident. Alice looked up into the greenest eyes she had ever seen, almost the exact shade of the woman's dress.
"Hah. I'd hardly call her a friend," she said a litter harsher than she intended. She immediately passed her companion a shy, embarrassed look, but the redhead took it all in stride. "Hey, I'm sorry for about...earlier. At risk of sounding like a horny teenager, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever met." Alice's comment earned a flattered chuckle from the redhead, and the blond delighted at hearing it.
"At risk of sounding like a horny adult, you're pretty hot yourself," she replied, reaching out a hand and resting it on the blond's. At the instant of the contact, Alice's heart sunk into the pit of her stomach, and her breath caught in her throat. "Too bad your married." Alice was surprised to hear something like disappointment in the other woman's voice.
"Huh...?" It took a moment for the blond to register the other woman's words, and then it hit her. She was wearing her wedding ring. Silently, she cursed herself. Stupid idiot. Why didn't you take the damn thing off. Her comment, however, earned a raised eyebrow and a smirk from the other woman. Without speaking, her eyes fell to the ring before lifting back to Alice's eyes, the silent question unspoken.
"Oh...that. No, I'm not married..." Claire tilted her head to the side, and her brow furrowed in confusion. "I mean...Not really. It's like...a...Uh, it's hard to explain. But I swear I'm not...not that you would care if you...you know..." GOD DAMMIT! What the fuck is wrong with you! If Alice's mind had corporeal form, she was sure she would be beating the hell out of it by now.
"If I...what?" Claire asked with a small smile, watching the blond squirm with amusement. It was adorable, to say the least, and something told Claire that the woman sitting next to her was not one that was at a loss for words often. Alice's next comment confirmed her suspicions.
"I'm sorry...I'm not usually this...weird. You probably think I'm a freak by now," Alice stated with a short, mirthless laugh.
"Not at all. It's kinda cute, actually. I didn't know I had such an effect on women." Only Claire could ever get away with calling Alice cute.
"Cute," Alice scoffed with amusement, "That's certainty not something I ever recall being called." Lightly, Alice turned her hands under the other woman's, taking the petite appendage in her own. Little by little, the pair had slowly been leaning closer and closer to one another, and the blond suddenly found their closeness almost too much to take.
"How about adorable, then," Claire commented with a smile, her eyes flicking to their interlocked hands as Alice traced invisible patterns on her palm. She resisted the urge to close her eyes against the sensation the other woman was creating in her body.
"That's a first too," Alice replied as she played with the redhead's hand, noting the effect it was having. She resisted the urge to smirk and instead opted for a smile. At least I'm not the only one that's effected by this.
"You know..." Claire began, the tone in her voice leaving no more room for playful banter, "I've never kissed a married woman before." In an instant, her green eyes were burning, and it was all Alice could do not to jump her right then and there.
"Good thing I'm not actually married, then," she replied in her own husky drawl, unwittingly leaning just a bit closer. With the closing space between then, it wouldn't take much for her to lean forward and capture the other woman's lips, but something told her that wouldn't be well received. Not that the woman would reject it...in fact, Alice was quite certain the embrace would be welcome. No, it was one pissed off Hispanic and a clearly over-protective brother that Alice was worried about.
"Too bad. That takes some of the thrill out of it," the redhead replied with a teasing smile, and both women felt a similar chill go up their spines. "Do you...wanna get out of here?" Abruptly, Alice stood, grabbing the other woman's hand and pulling her instantly toward the door.
"Do I ever."
Alice had been right about one thing...she did get laid.
