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    Changes (Chapter 8)

    Shane really dreaded this conversation. She had already cleared it with Max to let Shay stay with him and his boyfriend for a night, but she highly doubted it would be so easy to clear it with Shay.

     

    That evening Shane and Shay went out to grab some groceries for dinner. On the way back Shane finally got up the nerve to talk about it.

     

    “Hey bud, there’s something I’ve been meaning to talk to you about. Well uh you know that Carmen and I love you so much and we really, really like having you live with us.”

     

    Shay nodded.

     

    “Well um as much as we love having you, um well I was thinking maybe this weekend I could plan a special night just for me and Carmen. It’s just I miss being all gross and romantic with her and I know you hate that stuff so I was thinking maybe you could stay with Max for a night? Maybe you guys could go to a movie or something? What do you think about that?”

     

    Shane stole a glance towards her brother in the back seat. His eyes were on fire and she could see that his jaw and fists were clenched. “Shit,” She thought.

     

    They pulled into the driveway and before Shane could unbuckle, Shay was bolting out the passenger door towards the house.

     

    “Shay! Hey, Shay come back here! You can’t just run away, we have to learn to talk about this stuff.”

     

    The front door slams and Shane inhales sharply and covers her face with her hands.

     

    “Damn it!” she yells. She turns around and grabs the groceries out of the car, and then she walks up the front steps and turns the knob on the door. Locked.

     

    “Aw shit. Come on, Shay! You have got to be kidding me right now.” She reaches in her pocket and rummages around for her house key when the door swings open. Carmen was standing in the frame dressed in short jean shorts and a tight, low cut cami with a black bra peaking out. She had a hand on her hip.

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