It has...been a while. I know that's a massive understatement. I started on yet another story (not published yet) and just when I was about to put it up, I realized how unfair it is to the readers who have been waiting for me to update this one.

Sorry for the long wait, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer:I do not own Twilight or any of its characters; Stephanie Meyer does.

Chapter Twenty

BPOV

I gulp as I watch more and more hair fall to the ground next to me. Not just a few strands, chunks. Lots of them.

"Are you sure you've done this before?" I ask with an embarrassing squeak.

Alice chuckles, "Relax, I know what I'm doing. I mean, look at Edward's hair." My eyes widen and I nearly shoot out of the chair, but her strong arm on my shoulder keeps me put. "Geez, I'm just kidding B, a little trust please?"

The soft music playing in the background does nothing to calm me. The last time I let someone cut my hair was in middle school, and the weeks it took to grow it out were the most painful ones of my life. I can never forget the nicknames that came out of that horrific haircut. I'd been cutting my own hair ever since then.

A few more snips with her scissors, and Alice finally announces that she's done. Hesitantly, I turn to the mirror to see the new look. I can't help the huge sigh of relieve that escapes me when I see that it actually looks good. It wasn't as close to a buzz cut as I had feared, but she had taken a lot of it off. It couldn't be more than an inch and a half long now.

Alice huffs, "Your relief is almost insulting. What did you think I would do? Butcher your hair?"

"I can't help it. I had a bad childhood experience with hair cutting. Plus you were cutting so quickly it just made me nervous."

"Those are the benefits of dating a vampire," she says with a grin before pecking my lips. "Now you go and shower and make sure you shampoo and condition. I'll be waiting out here with the blow drier."

/

"Presenting the new and improved Isabella Swan!"

I roll my eyes before descending the stairs into the living room. "Ta-da," I mutter sarcastically.

Emmett makes an obnoxious catcall while the others just nod approvingly.

"Not bad at all," Jasper says with a smile. I smile back nervously, raising my hand to run it through my hair and once again relishing in how light my head feels and the breeze I can now feel behind my ears.

"Now, onto the order of business," Emmett says, digging out another game controller. "You still owe me that rematch. Hopefully your strength was in your hair and I can actually crush you this time."

"Not a chance Loverboy," I laugh, jumping over the back of the couch to plop next to him and take the controller.

"Don't break my couch!" Esme calls from outside and I share a knowing look with Emmett before we both snickering.

"Children," Rosalie mutters, turning back to her laptop.

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Alice and I are back in her room and she's sorting through her closet, separating clothes she wants to keep from clothes that she's planning to donate. The others have already done so with their own clothes apparently, and she just hadn't gotten around to it with everything that had been going on.

"What do you think?" Alice asks, holding up another top to her torso and facing me.

I think about it for a minute before shaking my head. She tosses it into the pile of clothes to be donated. I'm laying on the ground in wolf form with my head resting on the growing pile of clothes. Every now and then I take a deep breath, getting more and more drunk from her scent that clings to the clothes. I continue watching her lazily as she bends down to take out another top. The bending over is my second favorite part of this whole thing. It's almost as good as being surrounded by her scent, but not quite.

It took a while, but slowly I'm getting used to being in my wolf form. Alice seems to like it when I'm a wolf and I love it when she scratches my fur so it's a win-win. It's much easier to walk without all that fur in my way though, and my coat gleams in the light now because of how short it is.

"Well, my little fur ball, you'll be happy to know that I'm almost done. What do you want to do afterwards?" she turns to me as if expecting me to answer her as I am.

I just look at her silently, huffing when she doesn't look away, and stand up. I close my eyes and shift back to my human form.

"I'm good with anything. Though there is something I was hoping to talk to you about, if you don't mind."

I notice her eyes lingering on certain parts of my body as I go and lay down on her bed, too lazy to cover myself.

"Sure," she replies with a squeak, turning back to her closet. I smirk slightly before closing my eyes again and relaxing against the soft bed.

It's a few more minutes later before I feel her body lay on top of mine and soft lips against my own. I return the kiss eagerly, but then stop before I start something I wouldn't be able to finish with her family just downstairs. Especially Emmett. The walls were almost soundproof, but with their enhanced hearing they would no doubt be able to hear if things got loud.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Alice asks, laying her head down on the space between my breasts.

"I was with Leah the other day."

Her head lifts up immediately and her eyes narrow at me. "And?"

Under her scrutiny I begin to stutter, "Well uh…we were just talking about things. You know…uh random things-"

"Like what?" The dangerous flash in her eyes makes me worried for Leah.

"Well, somehow we ended up talking about, you know, which position would be most effective for uh…you know, a pair of lovers who uh…wanted to maybe c-conceive a baby or-"

"You were discussing sex positions?" she demands.

"Well, I guess some people would refer to it as that," I say, almost forgetting why I had brought this up in the first place. "But that's not what I wanted to tell you. She mentioned that she isn't able to have any children - or have her period or any of that, ever since she became a wolf. As far as I know, we're not exactly the same kind of wolf, but I guess I was just curious."

"Oh," Alice mumbles, looking sheepish. "Well, have you missed yours? Or are you late?"

"I'm not really sure. It's always been irregular so I can never really tell when it is and isn't late. What about you? Being a vampire, I mean."

"We can't have children either. The transformation stops just about every human function. Most of the human things that we do are due to habit than actual need."

"Oh," I say, not really knowing what to say. "That must suck."

Alice shrugs, leaning her head back down onto my chest. "Some take it harder than others. Rosalie and Esme for example. They both always wanted to have children. I don't really mind it too much because I guess I didn't have that option even when I was human. It was just never a possibility I guess."

We drift off into silence, both thinking about our own thing. It isn't until Alice sighs and her cool breath blows onto my nipple that I remember the position we are in. My heart picks up the pace and suddenly it's a challenge to think about anything other than the feeling of Alice's body on top of my naked one.

Apparently noticing my reaction, Alice smirks and the next moment, all I am aware of is the feeling of her mouth enclosed around my now very attentive nipple.

"Ali," I gasp, my hands going into her hair. "Your family's right downstairs."

She releases my nipple with a pop and smirks at me. "Guess that means you're gonna have to tone down the screaming."

"I do not-OH GOD!"

My lower region ripples in excitement when her sharp teeth take a nip and at the same time her fingers find my clit.

She pulls back with a chuckle, "You were saying?"

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