Here it is, guys! I am SO very sorry it took so long! I've been sick and lazy...lol. Oh, well.

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Alice sighed.

She wasn't very comfortable. It wasn't the bed, oh no! The bed was actually softer and even more comfortable than her bed back home. The sheets were made of silk and were cool and soft against her skin.

Oh, no. There wasn't a thing wrong with the bed.

But there was, however, a problem with the Hatter. No, he doesn't snore but he mumbles like no tomorrow! She thought angerily. And not only was he mumbling in her ear but he also had his arm slung over her chest. AND he was ever so gently squeezing her breast.

She bit her lip to keep from moaning. He seemed to be really good at this, which caused her to wonder if had done this before.

If he's awake I'm never going to forgive him for this!

Alice shifted ever so slightly and the Hatter's grip on her tightened. He squeezed her breast again and she gritted her teeth as a wave of pleasure went through her. Her hands tangled in the sheets as she did everything she could not to moan. She didn't want to wake him because…

Because then he'd stop.

Alice felt her pale cheeks turn a light pink. She, being the perfect little angel she was, never ever thought about things like that. She had been raised to be a lady, not a prostitute. Though, after spending the day with Hatter, she suddenly realized that if he could give her this much pleasure, pleasure that she had never felt before, then she'd gladly give up her perfect little angel nonsense.

But I barely know the man! Her conscience once again reared its ugly head. Alice almost growled, hating her conscience more than ever but she knew it was right. It was…right to get involved with a strange man that she barely knew. Even if he was handsome, sweet, funny, ridiculous, crazy…

Oh, shut up!

Hatter mumbled something in her ear and buried his pale face in her hair, breathing in deeply. Alice felt him sighed contently against her neck, causing a shiver to go up her spine. She realized that he was so warm, absolutely radiating warmth. It was a bit nippy in his bedroom and the covers were at the end of the bed. And he was so warm…

Alice sighed quietly and shifted to where she was facing the Hatter. She hesitantly put her arm around his slender waist. She didn't notice until then that he had his shirt unbuttoned. He didn't have bulging muscles but his chest and abs were well defined. He was, of coarse, alabaster white all over with the exception of the light dusting of orange hair that trailed down his navel. His nipples were the same color as his lips, a light fuchsia color and looked like they'd taste so sweet.

Alice moved into a comfortable position and then buried her face in his warm chest. She felt him wrap both arms around her, pulling her as close as possible. She put her ear against his chest and listened to his heartbeat. It was racing just like hers. He seemed as affected by her presence as she was by his.

Don't do anything stupid! Don't do anything stupid! Don't do anything stupid!

She let out a shaky sigh, feeling the desire to…touch him becoming unbearable. But she wouldn't allow herself to do such a thing. She was a lady; she had been raised to wait until her wedding night to do something like…that! Alice's cheeks burned with embarrassment from thinking of doing that with him!

You just met him, Alice! You can't actually want to do something like that with him…She mentally scowled herself, …oh but I do want that!

So the truth was revealed. Alice was attracted to Tarrant, the Mad Hatter. Way too fast! Way too fast! You're going to get hurt, Alice Kingsley! But she was just attracted to him; that didn't mean that she loved him.

Yet.

Alice closed her eyes, snuggling closer to Tarrant for warmth. She decided to ignore her conscience for a while so she could get some sleep. Minutes passed and she felt herself becoming sleepier and sleepier as the time passed. When she was almost asleep, she felt his soft lips brush her forehead…and…

She rolled out of bed.

Alice yelped when her bottom hit the wooden floor extremely hard. Tarrant shot up in bed. "What's happening? Who died?"

"No one died, you silly man!" Alice said, groaning, "I fell out of bed."

He looked down at her with those lovely green eyes and raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Why?!" She exclaimed, "I tell you why, because you…"

He motioned for her to continue. "I what?"

"You…snored right in my ear!" She lied, too embarrassed to tell him what had really happened.

"I do not snore!" He replied, obviously offended.

"Yes, you do, you impossible man!"

"I'm not impossible…I'm mad! There is a difference, you know!" He narrowed his eyes at her.

Alice growled, throwing up her arms. "I give up!" She stood up, trying to ignore the pain she felt in her bottom, and walked into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door.

She heard the Hatter yell, "Was it something I said?"

"Goofball." She whispered, suddenly grinning.

"Ooh, it looks like someone's enjoying herself." Chessur suddenly appeared in front of her, floating around happily.

Alice snorted. "Chessur, I'm not in the mood."

"You were before you fell out of bed."

She gasped and then glared at him. "I-I was not!"

"Oh, don't be daft, woman. I could smell your arousal from a mile away." He grinned that huge grin of his.

"I-I am n-not aroused." She stammered, blushing madly.

"Oh? Would you like me to prove it?" He asked, chuckling, "I could just look under that thin shirt you're wearing and…." He trailed off, knowing full well that she knew what he meant.

"Fine. You're right." She admitted.

"I know." He said as his body disappeared, leaving only his head, "Be careful, dearest Alice. He's not as gentle as you think nor so kind." He disappeared, leaving Alice wondering what he meant. Alice went over to the sink and splashed some water on her face. She breathed in deeply, willing her heart to slow down. She straightened the thin shirt she wore and opened to the door.

Tarrant was sitting on the bed. His head was bobbing up and down as he went in and out of consciousness. Alice smirked at the sight of him. His shirt was still unbuttoned, his hair was even messier than before, and his head kept hitting the headboard of the bed when he leaned his head back.

When he saw her, he smiled. "You okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you." She replied, a blush still quite evident on her face, though Hatter didn't say anything. Maybe he didn't notice or maybe he just pretended not to notice. He was hard to tell with him.

"Can we go back to sleep now?" He asked, yawning loudly.

Alice smiled. "That depends. Are you going to keep snoring in my ear?" She teased.

His smile quickly turned into an adorable pout. "I do not snore!"

Alice giggled and joined him on the bed, slipping underneath the silk sheets. Tarrant did the same, trying to put a little distance between them. He apparently didn't want to snore in her ear again. Alice could easily tell that he was still miffed about it but he didn't say anything. She stared up at the ceiling, counting the minutes that passed by ever so slowly. She looked over at Tarrant out of the corner of her eye. His eyes were closed and he was breathing slowly and deeply. Alice suddenly noticed that one of his eyelids was teal while the other was purple. Under his eyes were dark circles of fuchsia and the hollow of his cheeks were also a purplish red color.

Alice turned her head and closed her eyes. She was tired and confused. She wondered why she was here; she knew there was a reason, she just…couldn't quite put her finger on it. She shook her head, deciding that she'd worry about all that some other time. Now all she wanted to do was sleep.

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