“And she can’t wait one more hour?”

“I told her I’d be off at 3. It’s almost 4.”

“Ahh… I see,” she replies, a hint of disappointment leaking into her tone. “What’s up with you and her anyway?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, are you going out? Are you roommates? Friends with benefits? I mean – I know you two are getting it on,” she laughs. “That much is obvious. And it’s easy to see she’s head-over-heels for you… but where do you stand on all this?”

Shane looks down at her hands silently, before looking back up at Kelli.

“Come on,” she continues. “I know you. Just come out with me.”

J, S, C House

Carmen turns off the TV. It is 4:15 and Shane had yet to arrive. She walks into the kitchen and opens the fridge. As she’s leaning in to search through all the contents, she feels a pair of warm hands slink around her waist and a feathered kiss is planted on her bare shoulder. She smiles and leans back into her, putting her hand over the ones that were placed under her shirt on her stomach. She wraps one arm around her neck and turns her head. “Hey…” Shane whispers before capturing her lips in a kiss.

Carmen feels Shane pull her against her as she slips her tongue into her mouth. She smiles against her lips and pulls back. “What took you so long?”

“My last customer took longer than I thought it would,” she explains, kissing her shoulder again. She looks back up at her, their faces only centimeters away from each other. “Where’s that bed?”

Carmen laughs and takes her hand, walking towards her room. “The delivery guys put it in here, but I didn’t want to pay the extra money to set it up. Thought we could do it anyway.”

“Yeah, for sure,” Shane agrees, stepping into the room and seeing each piece organized in separate piles. “So you did start without me…”

“A little,” Carmen smiles.

Shane picks up the instructions and looks at each diagram. She flips it around, inspecting it from different angles and looks at Carmen with fear. “I think we’re going to need some beer, we’re going to be here a while…” Carmen laughs and walks into the kitchen. Shane turns her attention back to the sheet in her hands.  “Fuck…” Carmen walks back in and hands her a beer while sipping on her own. “Thanks.” Shane uses her shirt and twists the cap off.