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For the Love of Domination: Chapter 5

Revelations... What´s Done In the Dark...

APOV

¨I ... I ... I don´t know how to explain it Ali, the more I try to fight or deny it; it just seems to plague me more. I´m fairly certain that Miss Prim and Proper Cullen doesn´t know much about this.¨ she says sarcastically.

¨Look here Miss Smart Ass ... First of all, you´d be surprised what Miss Prim and Proper Cullen - as you so eloquently put it - gets into. Second of all, I am so tired of this cryptic ass conversation. Either you tell me what the fuck is going on or I´ll tie you up and beat that beautiful ass of yours till it´s nice and pink.¨ I huffed.

¨Um Al ... I have no idea what happened just now. I´m sorry, I feel like such a fucking freak. I hate not being able to control this situation,¨ she replied sadly, dropping her face in to her hands.

¨Hmm ... maybe, once we get you to Seattle we can work on helping you find you someone to ¨control¨ your situation.¨ I replied making air quotes with my fingers.

¨What are you talking about Alice? If it involves a shrink, you can forget it! I am not spending eons of dollars to tell some nosy ass therapist my problems! That´s what I have you for! The best part being you´re free,¨ she warned in a teasing tone.

¨Oh my dear Belly Boop, I wasn´t talking about a therapist! Like you said, this is not the place for this conversation. Eat up and we´ll talk more once we get you settled in.¨ I said quickly ending the conversation.

I sat there staring out into the black abyss, thinking back to the conversation Bella and I had before she fell asleep. Why had I not seen this before? I´d endured months of her cryptic ass conversations; it never once occurred to me, that she wanted to be a submissive.

To say I was elated would be an understatement. Finally, there´d be no more secrets between us. Not that we were in the habit of keeping things from each other; it´s just that some secrets were not solely mine to tell. So many times I found myself wanting to share with her, the unadulterated high I received from pleasing Jazz in that special way.

For me - my submission to him was a thing of beauty - but not everyone sees it that way. I was pretty sure that Jazz would not have a problem with me confiding in Bella, but I was afraid she wouldn´t fully understand. I would never do anything to risk losing her. Our friendship means everything to me!

Completely entranced in the calm of the midnight sky, I ruminated on what I should do next. I was no stranger to this; after all, the same problem had been plaguing me for months now. It was always there - at the forefront of my mind - constantly tugging at my conscience. I had to tell Bella the truth! But how? How was I going to tell her that I´ve known for a while, what she´s been struggling with? Not only that, but I also have been a submissive for the past five years.

It was my fault, actually...

I made an unexpected trip to New York to check on some new fabrics for my lingerie line. Having my own key, I went straight to Bella´s condo from the airport - without bothering to call. Let´s just say I was a little more than shocked at what I found.

Apparently not expecting company, Bella - always in a hurry - didn´t have time to umm ... pickup! Let´s just say - for a virgin - my girl´s got a strange taste for all things kinky.

There was a couple of hardcore bondage DVD´s lying on the coffee table in the living room, along with a little electrical assistance. I don´t even watch that shit! Well... not on DVD anyway. I laughed my ass off picturing innocent, shy Bella getting off to some chick being fucked while hogtied and gagged.

Hmm, guess she´s not so innocent after all. Awkward!

Not wanting to cause her any embarrassment, I quickly hopped in a cab and headed to her office, never bothering to mention my previous stop. I decided to file this away for later; maybe she just liked to look at bondage porn ... maybe.

Yeah! Keep telling yourself that.

She could ... couldn´t she?

Don´t be stupid Alice!

Grrrr... fucking internal monologue!

It was becoming increasingly difficult to disagree with myself, after all; I bought Bella her first vibrator. Yeah, we´re that close. Why wouldn´t she tell me she was into watching BDSM DVDs? We always joke about her need to release some tension. I was well aware that she frequently masturbated.

TMI Ali… TMI...

What?

Weirdos!

She´s my best friend!

And?

We Talk!

Sounds like stimulating conversation.

Oh … shut it you!

Hey, don´t get mad at me, I´m just the voice inside your head. I only know what you tell me.

Bitch! She made an interesting argument.

Between the bitch in my head and Bella, it´s no wonder I´m going insane. Is this what she´s been trying so desperately to tell me? Grrrr... I usually just know these things! You know... I can sort of see things before they happen. You know like people who can tell you it´s going to rain because their ankle hurts. It happens when I, least expect it, which makes not knowing something I want to know … fucking frustrating!

I´m losing my touch!

Ha ha … poor psychic pixie!

Cool it bitch!

Touchy … much!

God, I wanna bleach my brain!

Later that night when I returned to Bella´s condo, everything seemed to be in order. I chose not to bring up my previous unannounced visit. The only one who could rat me out was Mojo ... and he´s not talking. That did not mean, she didn´t talk ... well, not consciously at least. Having been best friends with Bella for the past thirteen years, I was no stranger to her nocturnal conversations.

I generally waited up for them, over the years they´d proven to be quite entertaining. I found out all the little pet peeves she thinks that she´s hiding from me like: the fact that she doesn´t really hate it when I play Bella Barbie (no secret there, her face is pretty much an open book), or how she secretly likes it that Emmett teases her all the time (that one was a shocker), and the best one of all was when she revealed her crush on Edward. Whoa... jackpot!

One little mention of sleep talking and she sang like a canary. It would seem over time, that her little crush would turn into unrequited love … or so she thinks!

Edward is just as smitten with her as she is with him. I´m really sick of the two of them pining away for each other, like some cheesy ass Harlequin Romance novel.

It´s sweet!

Sure it is.

It is!

Yeah, so damn sweet it gives me cavities!

You´re just jealous.

Whatever!

More and more, my inner pixie is becoming harder to handle. Anyway! It was the unexpected trip to New York that filled in all the missing pieces. I purposely waited for Bella to go to sleep, hoping against all hope; she would give me some idea as to what the hell was bothering her. Call it wrong all you want; I did it with the best of intentions. How else was I going to help her, if I had no clue as to what I was helping her with?

When I tell you I got more than I bargained for ... I GOT MORE THAN I BARGAINED FOR! She started out the same way as always: mumbling Edward´s name, telling him how much she loved him, reciting sections out of law books, yadda … yadda … yadda … Ha! Did you think it was all x-rated, sorry to disappoint you! For me, it was nothing I hadn´t heard a million times before.

The section on law was actually educational.

I was feeling a little bit snackish, so with Bella´s little greedy dog in tow; I padded to the kitchen to make us a snack. I swear this dog thinks he´s a person … clearly he did not get the in-house memo. It was pointless not to fix him his own snack; he would just give me the eye, until I shared mine. Trust me you do not want to experience the eye! Yeah … scary as hell!

It was still early in Seattle and I was nowhere near ready to sleep, so Mojo and I settled in with our goodies, and waited.

Some patiently … others not so much!

Three episodes of Gossip Girl later, I was fanning my freshly painted - blood red - toenails, mentally planning Bella´s work attire for the next day. Serena Van Der Woodson´s outfit had given me inspiration. What? Blair, just doesn´t do it for me! I looked over at Bella´s sleeping form and yawned. Still nothing! I was just about ready to call it a night, when two things happened at once. They both seem to cause me to become paralyzed, unable to catch my bearings. Trust me; this was a lot to take in.

Bella began to writhe and moan softly in her sleep. My first thought was the poor child was having a nightmare. What I heard next would not only serve to prove me wrong, but render me speechless.

¨Mmm … Master please!¨ she begged, ¨Pleaseeee!

¨Master, may your girl cum please!¨ she continued to writhe and moan.

¨Yessss … yessss … Master fuck your girl harder, please Master!

¨Aah … Maaaaaaster!¨ she screamed.

Eyes bugging and mouth gaping; I watched in complete shock as Bella´s body stiffened, releasing her obviously much needed orgasm. I was embarrassed to be watching, but to aghast to rip my eyes away. My mouth was gaping like a fish, unable to close. Apparently, my motor skills were affected during that somewhat graphic display.

I did say two things happened right?

Let´s just say I could live the rest of my life without experiencing the second ever again.

Turns out that little Mojo here, failed to inform me that he´s a bit lactose intolerant; the most deadliest of smells emitted from his tiny body in that moment, leaving me suffering from a serious case of vertigo.

Whoa, that cheese was a bad idea.

Ya think!

That´s going to leave a mark!

I suddenly went from gaping to gagging. I could not believe something so small, could smell so bad. Then the little fucker had the nerve to open one eye and let out another atomic bomb, as if to say … ¨take that bitch!¨

Could this night get any worse?

Don´t answer that!

Just when I thought things were returning to normal, Bella started speaking again.

Bella sighed looking completely sated. ¨Mmmm … Edward, thank you Master.¨

What?

No fucking way!

I so was not ready for that shit! I need a fucking drink! No longer able to sit still, I made my way to the kitchen, to pour myself a glass of wine. I needed the alcohol to help me think. Unfortunately, after my second glass I was still speechless.

Maybe I´m experiencing a mild case of shock!

It could happen.

I paced the length of Bella´s balcony, relishing in the cool breeze. The night air against my heated skin felt amazing. I couldn´t believe what I just heard. Not only was Bella dreaming about being a submissive, but Edward was her dream Dom. How fucking great is that! I knew they were meant to be together! This just proves it. Now, I just need to come up with a plan.

Ever the meddling pixie!

Can´t argue with that.

Gotta love me!

The flight attendant announcing our arrival shook me from my mental musing. Disembarking the plane, I took a moment to study my best friend. Who would´ve thought that my Bella, my shy little Bella would want to be a submissive?

I could hardly wrap my head around it. She had no idea I knew about her desires, however, she also had no idea that I was Jasper´s sub. When I threatened to tie her up and spank her, I could literally smell her arousal. She was soaking wet at the prospect of being spanked!

Bingo!

I´ll take sub for three hundred Alex!

I needed no more conformation than that.

Told ya … open book!

I had taken to dropping a bit of BDSM lingo in our conversations, just to see what type of reaction she would give. Let´s just say … I was never disappointed.

Talk about the shit hitting the fan! Seattle´s going to be one stinky mess, when this all comes out; internally, I let out a little squeal … this is going to be fun!

_FtLoD_

As expected, my mother was waiting by the luggage carousel, ready to pounce. My father stood patiently to the side, seeming to just be along for the ride. It brought tears to my eyes to see my friend break down as my mother´s arms enveloped her in her warm and motherly embrace. Esme had that type of affect on people; she always seems to know what they need. Call it mother´s intuition!

I was glad that Bella thought of Esme as her mother as well; in many ways, more so than Renee. Being the only biological daughter that my parents have, you would think that I would be jealous of the obvious love and affection, they shower her with. Honestly, I couldn´t be happier! Bella was the little sister that we always wanted.

Well, the sister Emmett and I wanted.

I believe Edward had other plans for our little Belly Boop.

Bella was still feeling the residual effects of the shit storm, which was Jacob Black; coupled with her stubbornness and you have one hot mess on your hands. I think a mug of Kate´s famous hot chocolate and girl talk - is just what the Dr. ordered.

Jasper allowed Mojo a minute to handle a little personal business, while Carlisle loaded the luggage in the car. When I climbed into the back of the Mercedes, Bella was wrapped in Esme´s arms as she gently stroked her hair. Esme and I shared a sympathetic smile: she was just as determined as I was to bring Edward and Bella together. It was time to put an end to both of their suffering.

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Before heading down to the kitchen for a much needed cup of coffee, I stopped to check in on Bella; she slept in Edward´s old bedroom last night. It seemed as if she was sleeping peacefully, for now. It had been a pretty brutal night. We filled Esme in on all that had transpired with Jacob … in great detail.

Yeah! ALL OF IT! Right down to the hand job she gave Jacob, which made him sign the pre-nup. It would seem Kate thought we needed to relax a bit - after all the drama in New York - she spiked the hot chocolate with brandy. Hopefully, she won´t remember everything.

Little Bella´s going to have one hell of a hangover!

Only picking at her meal on the plane, the liquor hit Bella pretty hard and fast last night. I had to save her from herself several times. Her impending word vomit would have given her little ´secret´ away.

We wouldn´t want that now; would we!

I love my mother … I do, but there are certain things not even Esme should know.

The night ended with us all in tears and singing, I´m Every Woman by Whitney Houston and Chaka Khan.

Don´t knock it, made us feel liberated at the time.

I quietly shut the door, letting her catch up on some much needed rest. I know it´s going to take at least a week or two for her body to adjust to the time change. With Bella still sleeping and nothing else for me to do, I opted to go and find my sexy boyfriend; who happened to be missing from the bed when I awoke this morning.

¨Mornin´ beautiful, what are you doing up?¨ Jasper drawled, pulling me down into his lap.

I leaned in placing my lips to his tentatively at first, but I was quickly overwhelmed by the sensations that only come from my sweet and gentle Jazzy. ¨Mmm … ¨ I moaned running my tongue gently over his bottom lip, requesting entrance.

Without hesitation, he opened to me, giving me the opportunity to taste the soft, sweet cavern of his mouth. I felt myself getting wet, and I reluctantly pulled away.

Shaking off the lustful haze, Jazzy let out a howl, ¨Ooo wee; now that´s what I call some good mornin´ sugar, darlin´!¨ He teased tightening his grip around my waist.

I could see the hooded look in his eyes, not to mention feel his excitement growing beneath me. I will never get tired of his reaction to me … he´s the ying to my yang.

Well now Mr. Whitlock,¨ playfully slapping his chest, ¨here I thought all this time; that the best part of waking up was the Folgers in your cup!¨ I laughed jumping from his lap to dodge his tickling hands. He was so predictable and it was always a given - when he felt I was being sassy.

I went over to the coffeepot to fix myself a much needed cup of coffee. Taking a sip of the scalding hot liquid, I let my mind wonder to my slumbering best friend. I was so caught up in my thoughts, that I didn´t hear Jazz´s question, nor had I taken notice to him moving towards me.

Brought back from my reverie by the gentle touch of his hand caressing my cheek, it was then that I noticed the tears silently falling from my eyes.

¨Darlin´, what´s the matter? Why are you crying Ladybug?¨ He questioned, as he continued to stroke my cheek.

I couldn´t help but to melt into his touch at the use of my pet name. ¨Oh Jazzy...¨ I sniffled, ¨how to help her?¨ I stammered. Thankfully, Jazz knew me well enough to understand; he was used to my convoluted sentences.

Just then his head snapped up, alerting me to Kate´s arrival in to the kitchen.

¨Good morning Mr. Jasper and Miss Alice, is everything alright in here?¨ Her voice held the concern of a mother for her child. She really was like a mother to us, having been part of our family since before I was born.

¨Good morning Kate, everything´s just fine, Miss Alice here just awoke from a bad dream. I assure you it´s nothing to be alarmed about,¨ he spoke softly, trying to ease the old woman´s mind.

¨Well okay dear, why don´t you take her to lie down for a spell. I´m going to get started on brunch now, since everyone had a late night!¨ She replied with a sly wink of her eye.

Not moving fast enough, she proceeded to shoo us out of the kitchen, with threats of putting us to work. Trust me that got us moving; I´m terrible in the kitchen. I gladly retreated from the kitchen and headed to my bedroom, with Jasper in tow.

I settle into the comfortable embrace of my Master awaiting his instructions on speaking. I was never one to mince words, nor did I hesitate at any point to put my two cents in … whether you ask me or not! This, however, was different! I need the guidance and permission from my Master to speak to Bella about certain things.

¨Okay Mary Alice, out with it,¨ he orders, ¨I have put up with this behavior longer than necessary!¨ There was no mistaking the dominate tone of his voice. This is who I need to speak with, not the playful Southern gentleman from downstairs in the kitchen moments ago.

Not having permission to speak freely or at all at this point; I continue to remain silent.

¨Good girl! Now, I want to know what exactly is going on in that head of yours that seems to have you so distracted and sullen?¨ He pauses for a beat and then continues. ¨From your lack of open communication during the past week; I assume that this is a matter to be handled by your Dom? You may speak … respectfully!¨ He orders awaiting my explanation.

Knowing I would be punished for my hesitation; I waste no time filling him in on everything.

¨Master, your girl is extremely troubled and burdened with how to proceed with Bella. This one would like your permission and advice on how to tell her that she is your submissive,¨ I had not explained much, but just speaking those two sentences aloud, caused the enormous weight on my shoulders to lessen exponentially.

¨And why would my girl want to disclose such confidential information with someone of the vanilla lifestyle? I understand it is a burden to keep such things from someone who is so close to you, but you know the rules Mary Alice.¨ I could tell by his tone he was more so curious, than upset by my request.

¨This girl is fully aware of the confidentiality of our lifestyle, but this one has seen and heard things that prove Bella is indeed a submissive and in desperate need of a Dom.¨ I could hear the shock by the sharp intake of his breath. ¨Master, this girl would love nothing better than to be a mentor and a guide to introduce Bella to this lifestyle. Your girl is afraid after what transpired with that asshole ...¨

¨Mary Alice¨ he warned sternly. ¨You will speak to me with respect! I will not hesitate to take you over my knee, that is, after I wash your mouth out with soap!¨ He threatens with a cocking eyebrow.

Fuck! He is so hot!

Alice!

My panties are soaking wet.

Alice!

Spank me Daddy!

Would you listen to yourself? Now is not the time ... concentrate, Alice!

God I hope he can smell how much I want him…

Listen, Moron! This is about helping Bella! Hellooo … remember your distraught best friend?

Shit! Bella … yeah this is about Bella…

Please forgive your girl´s lack of respect Master, it will not happen again.¨ I quickly apologize. Thankfully, my mental meltdown only lasts a few seconds.

¨This one meant to point out her concern that in the wrong hands, Bella can and will be taken advantage of; especially after what happened with Jacob. Her self-esteem has taken a severe blow. This girl has a loving, caring and very attentive Master, she only wishes for Bella to have the same.¨ I bow my head after speaking the last word, knowing if I look into his eyes at this very moment; the look of love, sure to be emitting from his beautiful baby blues - will be my undoing.

Softly gripping my chin, Jasper tugs. Forcing me to meet his eyes, I was in no way shocked or surprised at the look of pure love and adoration he was showing. I could feel his pride in my submission radiating from his tender touch.

¨I have never been more proud, than in this moment to call you mine. Mary Alice you have a beautiful soul; and I want you to know that I cherish every moment of your love and submission. Neither one of those two absolutely precious gifts do I take lightly,¨ he gently caressed my lips with his. It was by no means sexual, but fraught with all the love and devotion that we share for each other. It left me dizzy and breathless; my mind was spinning in a sea of pure ecstasy and love! Just when I think I cant love him anymore than I already do, my heart now feels like it wants to explode.

Resting his forehead to mine, I can feel his sweet warm breath fan across my face. ¨Now my naughty little pixie, what is it you propose we do about this?¨ He teases. ¨And I know you´ve already come up with a solution,¨ he cocks his eyebrow... he knows me all too well.

I couldn´t help but vibrate with my excitement, the hard part was over and it was time to put my plan in motion. It didn´t surprise me that Jazz didn´t question how I knew that Bella wanted to be a sub, after all, he knew me well enough to trust my instincts.

¨Okay,¨ I squeal causing him to cover his ears and earning me a warning glare not to get carried away.

¨Sorry Master,¨ I say shyly. ¨As far as our situation goes, this girl believes it will be in the best interest of Bella to just, ´rip the band aid off´ so to speak.¨

¨And how do you propose we do that?¨ he asked.

¨This one believes that we should show her Master´s playroom when we return to the city. This girl believes it will help with her inhibitions to actually see it, rather than just hear it exists.¨ I smile from ear to ear at the prospect of showing Bella my Master´s playroom. After all, I decorated it.

What? So I´m proud of my work! Sue me!

¨Hmm… I tend to agree, a visual introduction will be more effective than a verbal one,¨ he mused. ¨What about a Dominate, do you have one in mind too… ?¨ He never finished his question as a light bulb went off in his head.

Before I could speak, he asks another question, or had an epiphany. I wasn´t quite sure which?

¨It´s her isn´t it! Well I´ll be damn, after all these years, I can´t believe I figured out who the mystery woman is … ¨ He trailed off, lost in some memory of the past.

¨Master. Whose mystery woman?¨ I question extremely puzzled.

¨Bella,¨ he yelled excitedly. It was almost as if he´d figured out the winning answer.

And they say your strange, Pixie! This dude is three sheets to the wind!

Neither Jazz, nor the voice inside my head was making much sense at the moment. I turn to face him, hoping to get some sort of explanation, to his slight madness. His eyes were glowing with that I-know-your-secret look.

¨It all makes sense now ...¨ he starts, ¨Bella aka Miss Chicago, is Edward´s mystery woman. Now I get why he´s never made a play for her!¨ He was talking more so to himself than he was to me. ¨Mary Alice Cullen, you my dear are one genius of a little pixie!¨ He exclaimed, crashing his lips to mine.

Okay, can somebody tell me what the hell just happened?

This cannot be that easy!

Can it?

Stop with all the second guessing, Pixie!

This is what we wanted … remember!

Taking in my baffled expression, Jasper chuckles. ¨Oh come on now Ladybug, Edward and I have been friends since the first grade; we talk about everything. And you my meddling little pet have very few people that you insist on taking care of,¨ he informs me. ¨I´m with you and Em´s with Rose, it doesn´t take a rocket scientist to figure out who´s left for pairing,¨ he concluded, playfully flicking the end of my nose.

¨Wow… umm… is this girl that transparent?¨ I frown.

¨No … ¨ he whispers softly, ¨you are however Alice and she always fiercely protects the ones she loves… ¨ he whispered kissing away the wrinkle in my brow.

When he mentions my name, I know that we were back to Alice and Jasper; I no longer had to be in sub-mode. I nestle into his chest allowing my mind to run away with the possibilities of what this could mean for my two star crossed lovers.

¨Jazz,¨

¨Hmm...¨

¨Do you really think it could work? I mean, do they finally have a chance at being together?¨ I ask, desperately needing his reassurance.

¨Baby, if Bella feels even a tenth of the love for Edward that he does for her, then I have no doubt in my mind those two will be in it for the long haul.¨

His confirmation of what I always believed to be true, had me internally doing cartwheels. With a quick peck on his lips, I set out to wake up Bella; Kate would be calling us for brunch soon, so never one to miss fashion opportunity; I decide to go and pick out Bella´s clothes for the day.

Seriously, you are one sick broad!

Look who´s talking!

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Nothing could have prepared me for the sight before me in my brother´s overtly metro sexual bathroom. Not finding Bella in the bed where I left her; I follow her and Esme´s hushed voices until I come upon what would tear away at the already fissuring part of my heart - that ached to heal Bella.

My mother was bathing a weeping Bella and gently cooing nonsensical words softly in her ear. I immediately went into panic mode, wondering what could have happened to garner such a reaction.

¨Bella! Honey, what is the matter? Mom, why is she crying?¨ I was so worried, I didn´t bother waiting for Bella to respond before I questioned my mother. Tears were already streaming down my face and I had no idea why!

¨Alice, sweetheart, calm yourself,¨ she scolded, ¨Bella is fine dear; she just needs a good cry that´s all.¨ Running her hands through Bella´s wet hair, my mother spoke softly, ¨isn´t that right precious angel?¨ Without answering, Bella leaned into Esme´s touch and continued to sob quietly.

Before long we were all a blubbering mess, I thought for sure if someone came in here, they would question all our sanity. It seemed like hours that we sat comforting each other silently. The bond between us was such that words were rendered unnecessary. When the temperature of the water cooled, Esme helped Bella from the tub, while I went to find something for her to wear. Clearly, she was in no shape to choose.

Keep telling yourself that. We all know you just want to pick out her clothes, whatever helps you sleep at night … I´ll go with it.

Oh, shut it you!

Bella and I sat hand in hand on the bed, while Esme brushed the tangles out of her hair. Esme would chuckle lightly, every so often, at the hum of appreciation, coming forth from Bella´s lips. My heart swells with pride as I watch the two of them interacting, Bella was finally home where she belonged. Bella´s quiet voice broke through my reverie.

¨Ali... ¨ she whispered, ¨I´ve decided to spend the holidays with Charlie!¨ She blurted, fidgeting with an imaginary piece of string on the comforter. ¨I talked to Esme and… I… I don´t think I´m ready for a big crowd of people. I really think now would be a good time to let Charlie know the truth about things with Jacob. You know, gain an ally before I have to face, Renee.¨ I quickly masked the hurt that I felt, but not before Bella caught a glimpse of my true feelings.

¨Hey Ali … ¨ she waited for me to look her in the eye, ¨I´m really sorry… I just don´t think I´ll be great company. I had no idea until I confided in Esme - just how much the debacle with Jake affected me.¨ She confessed.

No longer able to hide my disappointment, I attempt to play dirty. ¨I know… but Bella… ¨ I pouted.

¨Mary Alice Cullen! Don´t you dare try to manipulate this sweet child just to get your way!¨ mother scolded.

¨Aliiii… please don´t look at me that way, it´s just a little over a week. I promise to be back by the time you return from Emmett´s game!¨

That time, I didn´t bother to hide my reaction, ¨Bellaaaa … don´t tell your not coming to the game either!¨ I whined.

Blushing as usual, Bella looked away, ¨Umm … about that, I kind of have an even bigger reason for going to Charlie´s. Alice I´m not ready for anyone to know what happened,¨ she then turned to look me in the eye. ¨No one Alice! Especially, not Emmett, Rose, or Edward! Esme has agreed to keep my move to Seattle a secret until I´m ready,¨ her eyes were pleading, ¨and I´m just not ready Al. I´m so embarrassed that I let this go as far as it did. I´m just not ready for the world to know what a failure I am. I need to know you´re on board with this too!¨ She begged.

I couldn´t argue with her logic of how things were - that was Bella - it didn`t matter that she was the victim in this case; she would find some way to blame herself. She was selfless to a fault.

After a quiet brunch, we said our good-byes to Carlisle and Esme and headed back into the city. I would be lying if I said I wasn´t as nervous as a whore in church, I could feel myself perspiring. Is this what it feels like to have a panic attack? Sensing my sudden nervousness, Jazz reaches across the console to gently squeeze my hand during the ferry ride to the mainland.

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BPOV

The ride back to the city with Alice and Jasper´s was… interesting, to say the least. I couldn´t figure out, for the life of me, what was causing Alice to be so anxious? During the ferry ride over, the car was eerily silent, not at all comfortable. Let´s face it Alice is only quiet when she´s sleeping, so something is definitely going on here. Jasper kept a tight hold on Alice´s hand; as if he was afraid she was going to make a run for it.

Granted the poor girl was normally about as hyped up as Tiger - from Winnie the Pooh; always chattering nonstop, but this was different somehow. If I had to describe it; I would go with her usual Alice perkiness, but with a shot of apprehension. And if anyone knew anything about Mary Alice Cullen; she didn´t have an apprehensive bone in her tiny body.

The closer we got to the their house, the worse she seemed to get. I thought she was going to have a full blown panic attack by the time we pulled into their garage. I could literally feel the energy buzzing around her, but yet it was still accompanied by silence.

Why is she so quiet? What is she keeping from me?

Alice bolted from the car before Jasper even cut the engine; I just simply followed behind looking dumbfounded. I hope this has nothing to do with me spending the holidays with Charlie; she said she understood. By the time Jazz brought my luggage to the guest room; Alice was moving through the house in a complete blur. This vase was out of line, this flower was wilted, the throw pillows weren´t arranged right...

What the hell is this girl´s problem?

I have no idea!

Hmph, and they say, ¨I´m strange?¨

This was too much, I was becoming dizzy watching her flit about the room; she usually likes order, but this is borderline OCD! I could not stomach another minute of this... !

¨Alice!¨ I yelled, as she continued to prance around the family room.

¨Bella, I´m right here. You don´t have to yell,¨ she replied while arranging and rearranging the already perfectly aligned picture frames gracing her mantel.

¨Alice, please,¨ I sighed in exasperation. The girl was giving me motion sickness.

¨Please what? You know I like order, Bella; having been in New York so long, I just feel like things are out of place.¨ She blurted in a rush, conveniently avoiding eye contact.

Hmm, interesting. Alice is either: a) hiding something, b) wants me buy something, or c) trying to surprise me with something. The cause of her behavior could be any one of these; she knows I hate them all. I wasn´t sure which of the three it was, but I´ll be damned if I wasn´t going to find out! Right now!

I´ll take surprise for two hundred Bob!

Oh shut up! Who asked you anyway!

Hey girlfriend, I´m just trying to help!

This is just peachy, my best friend is having a nervous breakdown - because she is keeping something from me; I´m almost sure of it, and the voice inside my head won´t shut the fuck up! Although, come to think of it knowing Alice, the first and the latter are better suited to her modus operandi!

God, please help me not to strangle my best friend!

Like I said, ¨just peachy!¨

¨Mary Alice Cullen, spill it, or so help me God; I´m going to tie your hyper active little ass to the nearest chair!¨ Moving into her oncoming path, I held my hands up, ¨STOP!¨

¨Just tell me what it is,¨ surely she was overreacting, ¨it can´t be that bad; now spill, damn it!¨ My limit had been reached. Desperate times called for desperate measures.

Boy was I desperate!

Looking everywhere but at me she stuttered, ¨B-b-Bella, I don´t know... I mean, I don´t know what you ´re talking about!¨ She shrugged her tiny little shoulders, looking like the cat that swallowed the canary.

Are those feathers I see?

Yep, those are feathers alright.

Little Ms. Alice is hiding something from you girlfriend!

No shit, Sherlock! Thank you captain fucking obvious!

Humph, I know where I´m not wanted!

Glad you finally got the message!

Between the damn voice inside my head, and the lying little pixie; I´d had enough! Balling my hands into fists; I stopped my foot yelling, ¨Jasper Whitlock get your ass in here!¨

I had no idea where Jasper had been hiding throughout this mini meltdown of Alice´s, but it was clear by the look on his startled face - he knew something.

¨What the hell Bells, you sound scarier than my mom,¨ he said, looking extremely guilty.

These two are definitely soul mates, they believe in sticking together. I watch closely as they attempt to have one of those freaky silent conversations. I´ll be having none of that; time to up the ante a bit. Two can play at this game!

I just huffed and headed for the guest room. Not truly intending to leave; I grabbed my purse and my largest suitcase, headed to the front door, without so much as backward glance in Alice´s direction.

Watch me in action!

3... 2... 1... and go!

¨Bella, wait! Don´t go... please, I just need... grrr!¨ Alice growled dropping to the sofa in defeat.

See, what´d I tell ya, works every time!

I mean really, where in the hell would I go without a fucking car?

She´s too easy...

¨Now there, was that so hard?¨ I was pissed, and wasn´t going to make this easy for her. ¨Damn it Ali, talk to me! Tell me what´s got your panties in a wad all of a sudden?¨

Hypocrite... much?

What the hell?

Oh come on Ms. Bella, let´s not go there, sweetie. You really don´t wear naïve well!

How pray tell am I being a hypocrite?

Well gee, I don´t know; maybe because you´ve been keeping something from Alice for how long now? Ooh, ooh, pick me, let me answer; TWO YEARS, TWO FUCKING YEARS... that´s how long! Did it ever occur to you that just maybe she´s afraid of your reaction too! Grow the fuck up Swan, and stop being an ass to your best friend. The same best friend - I might add - that spent the last two months in New York fixing your shit! Get over yourself already!

Can you say, ¨mental bitch slapping on isle three, please!¨

God I hate to admit it, but my conscience was right; I was being an ass to Alice, when she´s been more than a best friend to me. I walked over to the couch and sat down beside her, taking her hand in mine. ¨Sorry,¨ it was lame, but I didn´t really know what else to say.

Finally regaining his man card, Jasper intervened. ¨Look Bells, Ali cat here has something she wants to tell you, well show you really. It´s just not the easiest thing, and well; she´s just a tad bit nervous about it.¨ Jasper draped his arm over Alice´s shoulder giving her a tight, yet reassuring squeeze.

¨I´m so sorry Bella, I... I... !¨ Alice was really worried; I´d never seen her so freaked. ¨Bella, please just promise me that you´ll still love me no matter what?¨ I was starting to worry; there were unshed tears threatening to fall from her beautiful bluish gray eyes.

I quickly wrapped my arms around her, well as best I could with Jazz still holding her also. I sighed into her neck, ¨Oh Ali, don´t be silly, I could never stop loving you,¨ I was a little hurt that she would even to ask. ¨Don´t you know that, silly little pixie?¨

Alice leaned back to look me in the eye, ¨I know that I would never stop loving you, so if that´s true; then why haven´t you told me what´s been bothering you?¨

Whoa... she got you there!

Alice -1 …. Bella - 0

Sucks to be you, my friend!

She was right. I´d had that very same fear in regard to my secret. I couldn´t bear to look her in the eyes as I spoke, ¨I´m ashamed, I guess.¨ I responded in a voice barely above a whisper.

¨Of all the ridiculous excuses,¨ she started, ¨I´ve seen you have the lawn mowed, for crying out loud; what can be more embarrassing than that?¨

¨The lawn mowed, what lawn... ?¨ Jasper started, and immediately stopped as realization hit. ¨Eww... Ali, Bella´s lawn is not something I need a mental picture of... mowed or otherwise!"

The look on Jasper´s face was priceless! My embarrassment of Alice´s little revelation was all but forgotten; as I tried not to piss myself from laughing so hard. Alice and I fell back on to the couch holding our sides, as laughter rang throughout the family room. Once we were able to calm ourselves, Alice and I both sat up wiping the tears from our eyes.

Poor Jasper didn´t find the situation funny, at all. ¨Now that you two hyenas are done laughing at me; let´s get this show on the road, shall we?¨ He headed towards the stairs, turning back momentarily adding as an afterthought, ¨Mary Alice, you will pay for that mistake.¨ With that statement, he disappeared up the stairs.

¨What the hell was that about, and what´s with the Mary Alice?¨ I turned to face Alice puzzled. ¨If I wouldn´t know any better, I´d say you were going to be grounded,¨ I teased, bursting into another fit of giggles. For some reason … Alice didn´t find that funny.

Hmm ... strange... oh well...

Sobering up I look Alice in the eye, ¨okay pixie, we´ve both been jerks, but let´s say we fix this... starting now?¨ I stood to my feet and held my hand out, ¨what is it you want to show me?¨

Alice placed her hand in mine and headed for the stairs, only to stop at the foot. ¨Bella, I need you to trust me; I think this is going to be therapeutic for both of us. I know what you´re struggling with, and I want to help, but you´ve got to let me in.¨ In that moment hearing those words; I felt as if she´d somehow been privy to my inner most secrets.

How?

How could she know?

Are you really that obtuse?

What?

She´s been privy to your inner most secrets for the last two months, you moron!

Huh? No! How?

You talk in your sleep jackass!

Suddenly, I could feel the heat rising; along with the crimson blush slowly coloring my skin. Why didn´t I think of that sooner? This is so embarrassing! Lately, the dreams have been worse; I can only imagine some of the things she might have heard!

And God, with her brother of all people!

Please someone kill me now?

Pulling my bottom lip between my teeth I begin to chew nervously, trying desperately to come up with an explanation. ¨Uhh... about that...¨ I started, only to be cut off when Alice placed a finger to my lips.

¨Sweetie, you have nothing to be embarrassed about,¨ she tenderly stroked my cheek. ¨Let me show you something and then we´ll talk, okay?¨ It came out more so a question than a statement. I could tell by the look in her eyes, that she was placing the ball in my court.

Nodding my head toward the stairs; I silently indicated that she should lead the way. I´d be lying if I said that I wasn´t scared shitless; even the voice in my head was cowering in the farthest corner of my mind.

Just like the bitch to leave me hanging!

Never a good snarky comment when you really need one.

_FtLoD_

After walking what felt like the Green Mile, we finally met up with Jasper standing outside a door next to their bedroom.

Funny, I don´t remember that door being there before.

How could you dumb ass, you never leave New York!

Valid point.

Alice took a deep breath, letting it go after what felt like an eternity, and looked me in the eye, ¨Bella, I hope after this,¨ she waved towards the door, ¨you´ll let me help you?¨ Again another question, suddenly I did not want to know what was behind that door.

You don´t think it´s some deranged person or some type of animal that their keeping hostage, do you?

Uhh ... not helping …!

Sorry...

By this time I was sweating like a death row inmate, ¨Alice would you please stop stalling already; your going to give me a heart attack just for the build up!¨

Just then Jasper punched a code into a keypad on the wall. Something else I didn´t notice. Unobservant... much? I had been missing quite a lot these days. Before I could mull over that fact – yet another addition to my mounting imperfections – I was assaulted by the most erotic and intoxicating smell of leather, furniture polish, and the tangy scent of citrus. Oddly, the unique mixture of scents did strange things to my girlie bits.

I swear I just gushed in my thong!

Can you say Em-fucking-barrassing!

I stood there like a deer caught in headlights, waiting for further instruction. Somehow my mind knew what was on the other side of that door, but my brain had yet to signal my feet to move. Noticing my hesitation, Alice tugged lightly on my arm willing me forward. Slowly, as if I were wearing cement shoes; my feet shuffled across the floor.

Holy fucking shit! Alice and Jasper have a playroom! Why? Why would they need a playroom?

Are you sure Charlie and Renee didn´t just buy your degree?

You´ve just been having one too many blonde-girl moments lately to be called coincidence!

You do know that if I overdose... you die too, right?

You know what, never mind...

So it is true what they say, ¨silence is fucking golden!¨

I just stood there. Not moving. Not talking. Not blinking. I don´t even think I was breathing. Way to fucking leave a lasting impression! Standing there gaping like a fish; I became extremely overwhelmed - this was like walking straight into one of my wet dreams! The only thing missing was... Edward. That was enough to make reality come crashing down on me like a ton of bricks.

Without a second thought I spun from the room, running down the stairs, not stopping until I reached the guest room. I slammed the door, and immediately began to berate myself.

Pacing back and forth across the spacious room - it was so Alice, she had a gift for making over-the-top look so effortless. No matter how hard I tried; I could not wrap my head around what just happened. God, I´ve known Alice since like... forever!

¨Why didn´t she tell me?¨ I thought. ¨How could she justify keeping something like this from me? Is she the Domme or the sub?¨ Eww... I so don´t wanna think of Jazz getting spanked! Do not even go there girlfriend!

My head was beginning to pound. I couldn´t think straight. What was I supposed to do now? I wanted to be so fucking pissed at Alice for keeping this from me, but in all fairness; she had her reasons. Just like I had mine. I´d read enough to know that privacy played a major role in this lifestyle; couple that with society´s twisted views on what´s ¨normal¨, and bam - instant social pariah!

I looked at the door, willing it to open; willing Alice to come to me and fix this - just like she fixes everything else. The longer I stare at the door, the more obvious it becomes; she´s not coming. Stubbornness not withholding; I threw myself on the bed and did what I do best... I cried.

I cried for feeling like my best friend was now some stranger with a secret life I had no clue about. I cried because I was jealous of said secret life. I cried because I was a fucking coward, always hiding behind a book or my intelligence, not to mention; I lacked the balls necessary to live the lifestyle I wanted. And lastly, I cried because this just put Edward that much farther from my reach. I´m fucking useless! Too embarrassed to face my friends I drift off into a fitful sleep.

_FtLoD_

I woke up a bit groggy and disoriented; it took me a minute to realize where I was. My body felt like I´d been asleep for hours, but my head was still pounding a relentless rhythm. And just like that, I was hit with an instant flashback to this afternoon´s events. I still could not wrap my head around Alice and Jazz having a D/s lifestyle - a serious one, from the looks of that playroom.

Reaching over to turn the bedside lamp on; I notice a piece of Alice´s signature stationary lying along with a bottle of water, and what looks to be two Tylenol.

Please God, let them be rapid-release!

God bless my best friend!

Seeing the condensation building up on the outside of the bottle the dry ache in my throat makes its presence known. I chug down half the bottle before tossing back the familiar red and blue pills. With my thirst fully satiated; I prop myself up against the headboard with Alice´s note.

From the Desk of Alice Cullen

Bella,

I´m truly sorry if I made you uncomfortable in anyway. I didn´t know how else to go about getting you to talk to me. Know that I wanted to follow you, when you ran from the playroom, but Jasper forbade it. He said that I should give you time to process things on your own, and you would come to me when you were ready.

It truly pained me these last couple of months - to watch you struggle with your desire to be a submissive - once I filled in all the missing pieces; I felt it would be best to wait until you broached the subject. Trust me, not an easy thing for me to do!

I´ve always had this desire, no... need to protect and guide you. It´s hard to let go, your my little Belly Boop :). I guess what I´m trying to say is, come to me... when your ready. Not a minute before. I promise not to push.

Luv Ya,

Ali Cat :P

P.S. Seriously, no one´s going to say anything. Now get your ass downstairs and stop stalling. I know you´re awake!

I laughed despite the tears raining down on Alice´s note, oh how well she knew me. I was stalling. I just wasn´t ready to face them yet. To kill time, I grabbed my Iphone to check my emails. I was waiting for a confirmation that my new Aston Martin would be ready to pick up tomorrow. Hopefully, early enough for me to make it to Forks before dark.

I squeal internally when I read that I could pick it up by 9 am in the morning. That would give me plenty of time to stop by and speak with Jasper´s father at the law firm and make it to Forks by early evening.

Whitlock, Cheney, Newton and Assocs. was the second largest law firm in Seattle, and they were looking to offer me a job, as the new senior partner. Specializing in family, corporate, and real estate law; they were able to cater to a wider base of clientele.

I was both nervous and excited at the prospect of working for them. In New York my old firm solely dealt with large corporations, having minored in family law; I was well suited to handle both. Make yourself indispensable, I always say.

It´s not that I thought that I wasn´t qualified, on the contrary; I had a reputation of being a hard ass in the courtroom and my record of zero losses pretty much spoke for itself. I just really want things to fall into place for me here in Seattle; I want this to be my new home... my new start.

Continuing with my stall tactics I decided to take a quick shower before heading downstairs to meet my doom. Squeaky clean and with absolutely no excuse to prolong the inevitable, I march downstairs to meet my fate. Hearing the familiar clinking of silverware, I follow the spicy aroma of Chinese take-out to the kitchen; where I found Alice setting the table, Jasper opening the containers of food, and Mojo wait impatiently near his bowl for his share.

Aww... look! She ordered all your favorites!

Apologize and don´t fucking blow it!

Sheesh! I can really be hard on myself.

Alice was back to her usual bubbly self, as if nothing was ever wrong. I felt like I was thrown into Pee Wee´s Big Adventure, no one wanted to recognize that Large Marge was in the room!

She promised not to push, so stop fucking complaining!

Take a breath and go with the flow, remember... when you´re ready.

Mecca Lecca High... Mecca fucking Hinny Hoe!

Alllrighty then...

Despite my constant inner ramblings, dinner was quite pleasant. True to her word, Alice never mentioned my reaction to the playroom. I insisted on cleaning the kitchen after dinner, since Alice and Jazz had ordered the food.

I was wiping down the breakfast bar when Jazz came in to give me a kiss and bid me good night. Promising to call him once I left the dealership in the morning; I finished the kitchen and turned out the lights.

Since Alice decided to have a soak in the bathtub after dinner, I suspect she´ll be in her room for the remainder of the night. I decide after I took Mojo out for a quick bathroom break, to head to my room and read for awhile, before calling it a night. I slipped his little fur lined parka on, threw on my coat and headed out the door.

I laughed my ass off and nearly face planted in the driveway, watching my dog tip toe through the snow. Apparently, he´s not a fan of wet paws. Can´t say that I blame him. After what classified as the shortest piss in history; I looked up to find Mojo standing by the front door, trembling and giving me his famous... hurry the fuck up look.

I wanna be like Mojo when I grow up, this fucking dog is righteous!

Freezing my ass off, I made a quick cup of hot chocolate - Kate style, Hennessy included - shut out all the lights and headed to bed. Thankfully, I remembered to turn on Mojo´s electric blanket, for a male, he really can be a bitch! I was reading Stephanie Meyer´s book; Eclipse - for the millionth time - when I heard a soft knock on the door. A tuft of spiky black hair appeared through the crack.

¨Hey,¨ Alice said quietly. ¨I just wanted to come down and say goodnight.¨

I looked up from my book to see worry and apprehension marring her beautiful features. I knew she would never push; but I also knew it would kill her for me to leave for Forks tomorrow, without some type of resolution. I placed my book on the bedside table and removing my glasses; scooping Mojo up and placing him in my lap, I patted the empty spot next to me. Eyes sparkling with mirth, Alice pounced on the bed faster that humanly possible.

¨Calm down little pixie,¨ I teased trying to lighten the somewhat tense mood. ¨Alice,¨ I started, gnawing on my bottom lip, ¨I owe you and Jasper and apology.¨

¨No Be-¨ Alice started, but I held my hand up silently asking her to let me finish.

¨No Ali, I do. I don´t know why I reacted the way I did today, I guess I´m ... afraid?¨ It came out like a question because I was still so confused about how felt and where I should go from here.

Wrapping her tiny delicate fingers around mine in a gesture to reassure me, Alice looked me in the eye, ¨afraid of what Bella?¨ She asked. ¨Tell me what it is you fear,¨ her eyes burned with

sincerity, ¨I can´t help you if you don´t.¨ She stated matter-of-factly.

¨I´m afraid of what´ll happen if I admit it aloud. I´m scared of waltzing into the unknown, only to get hurt again.¨ I confess, adding as an afterthought, ¨physically, as well as emotionally this time.¨

¨Sweetie that´s why I want to help you; Jasper´s been my Master for the last five years.¨

I couldn´t stop my mouth from dropping open, ¨really?¨ I knew my cheeks were burning crimson, but hell, this was news to me! I just sat there gaping waiting for her to respond.

¨Bella, sweetie, close your mouth... and yes, really. I´ve seen what can happen to a submissive at the hands of an inexperienced Dom, or one that does not fully line up with your limits.¨ I was completely blown away by what Alice was saying.

¨That´s what makes me so afraid, I´ve read enough books and checked enough websites to know this isn´t something to take lightly. In the wrong hands, I can be seriously injured.¨ I look down at or joined hands feeling a bit abashed, by my admission.

There was just so much I still didn´t know. I don´t even believe I qualify as novice material.

¨Hey, look at me,¨ she pleaded, ¨I would never let that happen to you. I told you on the plane we´d find someone and I meant it,¨ she lifted my chin looking me directly in the eye, ¨that is, if you want my help. I don´t want to overstep.¨ Alice meant what she said, but would really be hurt if I shut her out.

Biting my lip, I begin turning over the idea of training as a submissive in my head. Looking slightly afraid, I ask, ¨how would that work? I´ve never even had sex before; besides being a Master-bater, I have absolutely no experience in the sex department!¨ I can´t help but bust up laughing at my awful joke, I nearly peed in Alice´s guest bed. Mojo failed to see the humor in my disruption of his beauty rest.

Drama queen... much?

Dude, your a dog, get over it already!

Ha! Good one, Mojo, totally owns my fucking ass!

¨I´m going to ask you to please not share that with anyone else,¨ Alice said shaking her head and smirking. It would seem that Alice didn´t enjoy my attempt at humor either.

Fuck you! I thought that shit was funny!

Sobering up a little, I try to regain my composure. ¨How does something like this work? I mean, are there classes or something I could take? And let´s forget about my little American v-card Express problem. I would imagine there aren´t too many cherry popping Doms in the greater Seattle area are there?¨ Once again I get tickled at my lack of brain to mouth filter.

This time Alice couldn´t help but join in, ¨it´s getting late and you need to get some sleep.¨ She started to rise from the bed, ¨hey wait, you can´t just leave me hanging in limbo here.¨ I said swinging my arm back and forth like a pendulum, to emphasis my point.

¨I´m not little one. Now get some sleep! We´ve got a hot new ride to pick up in the morning, not mention some last minute gifts to buy as well.¨ Alice reminded me, while kissing me on the forehead and tucking me in like a two-year old.

You know you like it.

Okay maybe I do, but you tell anyone... and I´ll just deny it!

I´ll take it to the grave!

¨Bella,¨

¨Huh?¨

¨Why do you continue to read those silly vampire books?¨ Thumbing towards the bedside table, Alice looked on with curiosity.

¨I don´t know, I just like ´em. Besides it´s a beautiful love story and one of the main characters is named Edward.¨ I proudly admitted.

Edward swoon...

Clean up on isle six, I seemed to have ruined my panties!

Again!

¨Really Bella, my brother hardly resembles a sparkly teen vampire from your little kiddie porn series.¨ Alice teased.

¨I don´t care what you say, Edward and Bella - notice the great names - are today´s modern day Romeo and Juliet.¨ I will defend these books till the day I die.

And if you don´t stop reading them, there just might be some truth to that statement.

Oh hush, who asked you!

Opening the door to leave Alice paused to say, ¨goodnight.¨

I shot up quickly, ¨Alice,¨ suddenly I felt really nervous and unsure, ¨you didn´t tell me what we´re going to do, you know - about my situation!¨ I said, whispering the last part.

Looking back at me like the picture of calm, ¨do you trust me?¨

What kind of silly question was that, of course I trust her; but deciding to play along I take the bait. ¨Of course I trust you.¨

¨Then go to sleep. We´ll talk some more in the morning, and I´ll get the ball rolling and have everything in place, upon your return from Forks.¨ She spoke again, before I had time to respond, ¨all I ask it that you keep your trust for me at the forefront of your mind at all times. Can you do that?¨ She asked.

I bobbed my head up and down like an eager five-year old promising to keep their first secret, ¨then sweet dreams, Belly Boop; I´ll see you in the morning.¨ Closing the door to the guest room Alice left me to stew.

Thankfully, it wasn´t long, despite my unscheduled nap this afternoon, I was still running on New York time, and it was well after 2 am there. I cuddled up to Mojo and fell asleep dreaming about smell of leather, furniture polish, the tangy scent of citrus and playrooms. Mmmm...

Indeed, it shall be an exciting night!


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