You know what, I'm just gonna update when I update. This has been put on the back burner for a bit since I've been more occupied with a new story, had so much fun creating the characters.

I'm curious, what's the best I love you you'd got from a boyfriend, girlfriend, whatever. It can be funny as hell, inappropriate, sickly sweet, all are welcome.

Sorry bout the errors, got no beta and I've got to leave in... a minute.

XxX

3 months later

"What do you want to do for your birthday?" Jasper asked, newspaper and coffee on the kitchen table in front of him.

Nothing very interesting has happened since that first visit to The Den. The next morning I woke up, quite surprised to find myself in a bed not mine, I left a note, found Jasper waiting outside, next to the car. He'd apparently spent the night with a native of his own, the very same native he slept with in New York. The whole car ride home was filled with jokes, innuendos, and comments on both sides. Later that week I got a call from Billy saying my shift starts the next day. I must have talked to Billy that night at the bar and asked for a job, how I got it I'll never know. I met Embry, Jasper's chew toy, and he was a great guy, very sweet. Leah, my chew toy, and I became... friends I guess the word is, which quickly turned into a sex buddy deal.

To say there were rumours about Jasper and I, was an understatement.

"Uh... I don't know, buy a cupcake, a case of beer and have a barbecue?"

"No, I refuse for that to be your answer. This is your twenty-first birthday, you can gamble and drink legally."

"Okay, Vegas then."

"If that's what you want, then fine. I'll book all the essentials. All you need to do is have your passport, pack a bag and have money." He closed his newspaper and left his mug in the sink.

"Excellent. We can get drunk, lose all our money and then get hitched. You know, the usual."

"If you want to do the cliché, tourist act." He grabbed his laptop, a smooth, thin, cost more than my first car, Apple MacBook, and sat on the couch.

"Its Vegas, everyone's a tourist." I followed him and sat down in my chair.

"Its more than The Strip and casinos. There are houses, people live there." Jasper moved the laptop to the table and pointed at the screen. "This is a few of the hotels; Flamingo hotel, Bellagio, Monte Carlo, Luxor, Caesars Palace, Hard Rock, Circus Circus, take your pick."

"I heard the Flamingo has let itself go, Circus Circus is too family orientated for what I want to do, Hard Rock... maybe, I heard they have suites named after bands that stayed there." I clicked on the link and scrolled down. "Sex Pistols... Rolling Stones... ah, Nirvana. We have to stay in the Nirvana suite. We can go authentic, do coke and then marry Courtney Love."

"No, I will not allow you to go down that dark path of bein' with Courtney Love. Look what happened to the last person."

"I must be rubbing off on you, that sounds like something I'd say." I searched the website, clicking on random suite links. "Holy crap, look at this. They have a bachelor pad that has a strippers' pole, full bar, two private lap dance booths, king size bed with a large mirror over it... Can we buy this place?"

"This is a room version of inside your mind. Sugar, I'm sorry but unless you have a hidden cash pile we can't afford a weekend in the band suites."

"Ah, fuck it. Book a room at the Luxor. That's the pyramid one, right?" I slid back the laptop.

"That's the one." He went for his wallet, typing in his card details and closed the laptop awhile later. "Flights and hotel are booked and sorted. Our flight is Thursday at 2:40pm, so you don't spend the majority of your birthday on a plane."

"So... I wouldn't be able to drink, gamble or do anything for twenty four hours?"

"Don't worry, it'll be late when we arrive. Dinner, maybe a show, and then it'll be a reasonable time to sleep." He stood up, looking very pleased, and checked his phone. "I need to head to work; Colin called in sick," Jasper found himself a job at the butchers' shop in La Push. "Don't worry, Bella, we can still drink in the hotel room." He kissed my cheek and left for work, leaving me watching some crap on TV. Later on when I got bored with TV, I left for Leah's.

I patted the roof of Josh's car, having to get a ride since Jasper took the car, and opened the house door like I owned the place, walking through the kitchen to get to the living where Leah was, lazily stretched out on the old couch reading a worn leather book.

"You know its considered rude walking into someone's house without an invitation." Leah said in a bored tone, not looking up.

"And you know its considered rude not greeting your guests warmly." I lifted her feet, sat down, and dropped her feet in my lap. "Quileute history and legends." I read the title. "Nothing like knowing what your ancestors were doing a thousand years ago. God only knows what mine were doing. Knowing my luck, they were the ones that kicked the natives off their own land."

"Is there something you want, or do you walk into peoples' houses and distract them as a past time?" She lowered her book, leaving it open on her chest.

"That and a touch of water coloring." My hand crept up her bare leg, going back down to her ankle when stopped by the bottom of her shorts. "So... how's Seth?"

"If you're going to keep touching me like that, you better stop talking about my brother."

"Was just trying to start a conversation. So, since you're not in the mood for small talk today, you wanna," I slipped my hand under her shorts and squeezed her upper thigh in suggestion.

"Sure, I'm not busy." Leah closed her book, putting it on the floor then straddled me. She leaned down and caught my upper lip between her teeth, occasionally running her tongue along it. I, in return, slid my hands under the back of her shirt, sliding further up, expecting to be stopped by her bra. I wasn't. I felt vibrations in my pocket, which was really helping things. I moved away and reached for my phone. "Ignore it." Leah pulled my hand away, pinning it to the couch by my head. I agreed and continued playing piano on her spine. Five minutes later we moved upstairs to Leah's room, her shirt off, shorts unbuttoned, my – Jasper's – shirt unbuttoned, and somehow one sock missing.

Thirty minutes later we were back downstairs, fully clothed and back in our original positions. I had the leather history book over Leah's shins as I flicked through it.

"I gotta say you guys have great legends." I stopped at a page about Chief Taha Aki, skimming through it absent-mindedly.

"Because my people have creative minds and simple answers to the world's questions."

"All this is easier to believe than the Jesus storyline." My phone rang in my pocket. I arched my hips and slipped my phone out my pocket. Alice flashed across the screen. "I've got to take this," I moved the book and Leah's legs off my lap and headed for the front door. "Hey, Ali cat, long time no talk."

"It's not my fault you've been too busy to text me." Her end of the line crackled.

"You've got a phone too." I sat against the bottom of the closest tree on the edge of the forest. I looked down myself and noticed I fucked up my shirt, two buttons in the wrong holes and one seemed to be ripped off. Jasper's going to kill me I wedged my phone between my ear and shoulder, and righted my shirt as much as I could. "What?"

"I said, what are your plans for your birthday this year?"

"I'm going to Vegas with Jasper."

"I should of seen that coming." She chuckled. "Don't get drugged, don't marry a stripper or a blackjack dealer, and, for the love of god, don't get arrested."

I whined. "That was all I wanted to do. How else am I gonna enjoy my visit now?"

"Lose all your money and come back home drunk like the rest."

"There's no originality in that. Are you going to be able to come? We'll spend two, maybe three days there."

"I'm sorry, Bella, but I don't think I can make it. I'll send you a present though, I promise."

"I guess I can live with that." I leaned heavily on the tree, the bark scratching my back through the thin shirt. "I might come up to New York in a week, think I've got money to spare."

"That makes one of us; I made a big purchase recently and it's burned my money badly."

"Not a car right? A car is fucking useless in New York."

"No, not a car. I've moved into a new apartment."

"...An apartment? What happened to your old apartment?"

"My landlord upped the rent, and I found this great place that's almost $200 cheaper."

"Well, that's great. How's everything over there? Rose still a bitch?"

"You two are on good terms, that only happens when the leaves change, why must push her patience?"

"I need that friction, that slight hatred, in my life, and she's the perfect woman for it." I heard her breathe out and could almost see her raising an eyebrow. "What? We love to hate each other."

"I've noticed. You remember Toby?"

"Of course, he did my tattoo, and his sister keeps me in line."

"Hmm, interesting... Do you remember calling him up and telling him you were moving to Washington?"

"Oh, shit."

"Yes, oh shit. He turned up looking for you, wanting to go for a drink. I had to tell him you moved out weeks ago. How could you forget to tell someone you were leaving? Did you forget anyone else?" I heard rustling then a thud. "Goddamn it."

"What the hell is happening there?"

"I'm still sorting everything in the apartment." I heard her grunt a few times before a sigh. "How's everything up in Washington?"

"Jasper's been a pain in my ass with his new chew toy turned soul mate." I heard a curtain thrown back then water running. "Are you getting in a shower?" Images popped in my head; wet, naked, soapy, moaning images.

"Maybe," She teased. "Don't be all moody and pessimistic with Jasper. I'm happy he's found someone, I can imagine there's slim pickings in the gay stock... Have you been able to find anyone?" There was something up with her voice, but I think it was just the phone and its crappy connection.

"Uhh..." I hesitated. I didn't want to tell Alice about Leah because I didn't want her to feel like I've replaced her. "Maybe, but I've never had the best instincts."

"You are hopeless," She agreed, giggles echoing. I heard a squirt of a bottle, shampoo I'm guessing, and moaned.

"You can't talk to me on the phone while you're in the shower; it's just cruel. Maybe you can send me a picture? It can be my birthday present."

"Then you'll be getting it on your birthday." I heard the curtain pull back again.

"Come on, you're right there."

"Don't whine, its a turn off."

"I thought begging was a turn off."

"It goes hand in hand." The echoing was gone and I again heard rustling. "With the obvious exceptions, of course."

"Of course," When the hell did the clouds get so dark? "Alice, I've got to go. Hopefully I'll see you soon."

"Hopefully. I'll make sure Jasper looks after you in Vegas."

"Yea, he'll spoil all my fun and make sure I don't marry a poker player." I hung up a few minutes later and pushed myself up. My jeans were officially soaked through from the wet grass I'd be sitting on for twenty minutes, and I'm sure my shirt had blood spots from the bark digging into my back.

I walked back into Leah's house and put on my socks and shoes. "I've got to go. Been great seeing you and your bed, really soft, but I think I should go before your family shows up." I leaned over and nipped her lip.

"Good idea," She groped my ass as I made my way out. I stopped at the butchers' to see how Jasper was and bought a chunk of beef while I was there for dinner, Jasper going to cook it obviously. I took the car home, Jasper saying he'd get a ride from Embry, and spent most of the night in front of the TV, helping Jasper with dinner when he came home and listening to him talk about work and Embry.

XxX

I feel like I've called someone by the wrong name in this chapter... whatever, it'll come up at some point.

I know this is a short chapter with nothing going on but I wanted to have Bella and Alice talking cause one, Alice hasn't made any appearances since chapter two I think, and second, I wanted to show a bit more of their relationship with one another but I think I've failed amazingly at that.

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