My hand brushes against her breast when I push her away and I want her so badly that it hurts. A fire burning so bright, consuming me entirely, and I miss the feel of her already. Her hand grasping for mine as I run to the door, all I can do is laugh at her as she pouts at the table. I glance at her lighting a cigarette before I open the door, fuck she’s cool.

“Hey- oh shit…hi Sophie.” standing there in her uniform, her shirt buttons undone more so than usual was Sophie, one of the waitresses from the Planet.

“Carmen! Hi…uhm is this Shane McCutcheon’s place? Did I go to the wrong address?” the look of confusion, and shock distorting her features, she hands me the coffee and bag as she searches for something.

“No…no you got the right address.” she looks up at me with a look of disappointment and disbelief.

That is until she looks past me and I see the biggest smile on her face that I have ever seen. Shane’s hand pulling me into her, the fleeting movement of her lips against my cheek. That smile that everyone knows, that makes them all swoon over her plastered on her face. The old familiar twang of jealousy flashing through me when I see how Sophie looks at her.

“Hi I’m Shane…McCutcheon.” she just nods her head, her wallet in her hand and a cigarette skilfully placed between two fingers. “How much do I owe you?”

“Oh ha-ha no Kit said that it was on her…she also said for me to tell you that she wants you to come over later today.” I want to slap that smile off her face.

“well cool, okay then…uh here’s for driving all the way over here.” she hands her a bill, “and also uh here’s a tip if you could not tell anyone about this that would be great.” I hate that she touches her fingers a lot longer than needed.

“Sure no problem.” bitch.

“Especially Alice Piecszky.” oh god the line of fire that we’re going to be in when we leave this house.

“Yeah.”

“Great…bye.” smiling she pulls me in and closes the door on slutty Sophie, leaving us all alone. “So…”