Shane: Hey, what did the doctor say about blacking out?

Carmen: Well all he said was that you’re probably you’re working too hard.

Shane: I barely do anything. What does he advise against then?

Carmen raised her hand and gently touched Shane’s cheek. Her lips curved up into a sly smile. Shane had a bad feeling about what was to come.

Carmen: No extreme exercising.

Shane: Extreme? What would be considered extreme?

Carmen: Well this would lead to extreme exercise.

Carmen turned and let her lips brush up against Shane’s neck. She gently bit her. Shane pulled wanted more of her soft lips but Carmen pulled back.

Shane: No extreme exercise? But I’m a fan of exercising.

Carmen pinned Shane’s hands down on the bed.

Carmen: No touch.

Shane: But-

Carmen kissed her. Shane struggled to win against her grip. The sweet taste of Carmen made her heart flutter. Shane moaned. Her body felt hot. She pushed up against Carmen.

Carmen: No… too much… exercise.

Carmen had started to feel hot from their momentary contact. Her face was red. Their foreheads touched as they smiled at each other.

Shane: This is just cruel.

Carmen: As if it isn’t for me too.

Carmen snuggled up against Shane.

Shane: Let’s go out tonight.

Carmen: You’re not well yet.

Shane: Just tonight. Then I’ll promise to stay home however long you like.

Shane made a pair of pleading puppy dog eyes. Carmen laughed turning away, struggling against the cuteness she hadn’t seen much of.

Carmen: Stop that! That’s cheating!

After a short struggle and Carmen’s heart melting she gave in willingly to Shane.

Carmen: Fine, where do you want to go?

Shane: Clubbing.

Carmen: Shane!

Shane: I promise I’ll be relaxing!

Carmen: Fine.

Shane: Yes!

Carmen drove that night. She wore a little dark red dress that hugged her body. Shane put on a black vest over her white dress shirt. Carmen tried to button Shane’s shirt all the way up, but Shane kept undoing them.

Carmen: Stop that.

Shane: You’re choking me.

Carmen: Fine just one button.

Shane: Such a hypocrite.

Shane said as her cool fingers brushed by Carmen’s clevage. They bickered jokingly until they got inside, Carmen held onto Shane’s arm.

Shane: Why are you gripping me so tight?

Carmen: So you don’t run away.

Shane: I won’t run away.

Carmen: Or get stolen away!

Shane laughed. They sat at a VIP booth and watched the people on the dance floor. The music was mindblowing. Shane itched to go down to the dance floor, but Carmen’s hand was intertwined with hers like cuffs. She didn’t dislike the attention she got from Carmen, but she wanted to have fun. Carmen’s eyes were also scanning the club from time to time. A black haired girl who sat at the bar caught her attention.

Carmen: Wait here for a sec.

Before Shane could protest Carmen was gone. Carmen walked over and tapped the girl on the back. They jumped up and down and squealing. Shane watched as she led the girl back to their booth.

Carmen: This is Jenny, Shane! She used to live here too in LA.