“I didn’t know you like gardening so much…” I started with my cigarette hanging between my lips.

“Yeah… it clears my head; you know… something about getting your hands dirty and to see the pretty flowers that you plant… just soothes me…” she said and I nodded. I took a few quick glances at her and she caught me with my last look.

I smiled sheepishly and stroke my hair; it’s not filled with mousse anymore. Instead its normal looking and my black mane look like it needs a bit of a comb.

“You look so innocent without your hair all combed and gel back…” She stated. Innocent? I’m far from it, darling. I didn’t know what to answer her and let out a snicker.

“What?” She asked me.

“Nothing… you said I look innocent… that just sounds funny…” I said like a little child.

“Well, I said you look innocent when you’re all messy like that…” She said and placed a hand on my head and did a little scruff.

“Right… then how do I look with my hair all combed??” I asked, curiously. She had a thinking look on her and squint her eyes a little.

“Well… you look more serious… more; I don’t know …If you add in your black suits and all… I’d be thinking twice to say hi to you on the street…” She laughed and she got me laughing as well.

“No… I’m just playing with you… you look sexy… I must say Shane, it might look a little Godfather – ish… but you look hot…” She said and stared at my cigarette.

“Well, good to know…” I said.

“Carmen…” I let out her name. I didn’t know what to say to her but her name just slipped away from my lips.

“Yeah…” She looked at me.

“Uhh…” I started. “Nothing… I forgot what I was gonna say…” I said with confused face.

“Oh, I hate when that happens to me…” She said innocently and looked back to her garden. I was still looking at her.

I swear her lips were calling my name. The sun was reflecting on her pretty hair and her skin reminded me of Heather’s… soft like porcelain… except hers was much more exotic. I realized something that moment; I realized that she was the most beautiful girl that I have ever laid my eyes on. I realized that if I ever were to fall crazily in love, Carmen would be the girl. I thought of every time she smiled at me, the image has always stayed in my head. I thought of our kiss, and a question popped into my head. Maybe it was suppose to happen?

“Did it come back?” She looked at me. I wasn’t sure what she was asking about.

“What you were gonna say to me… before?” She said with a smile.

“Yeah…” I said slowly.

“What is it?” She asked.

“I thought…” I stopped. Should I tell her? Everything in my body says no, but my heart saying yes. Do tell her. “If I ever were to fall in love, you’d be the girl…” I said slowly. Our eyes still connected. Her whole face changed, there was no more smile.

“Did I say the right thing?” I asked her. My eyes were almost scared to continue to look at her.

“You said the perfect thing…” She said.

I reached my hand onto her neck and pulled her close to me gently. I stared at her lips and we connected. Both of her hands clung on to my chest. I kissed her softly and she let her tongue slip into my mouth slowly. She tasted sweet and I loved every second of her feel close to me. Her smell was intoxicating me; her smell was ten thousand times better than all the coke I’ve inhaled. I feel the tickle of her hair on to my cheeks. We both stopped with out heads only an inch apart.

Is she the Heather that I know I can’t have? Or is she something more better and wonderful then all of this? Fuck, I’m asking all these retarded questions… God, what have I done now?

TBC… whaddaya think guys???