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    Complications, Chapter 17

    There was a quiet knock on the door. It was Carmen. She had snuck over as soon as she found out it was safe. All of the framily had retired to Bette and Tina’s so their house was safe, and Shane had made up an excuse about needing a little quiet time to think about Christmas shopping to get out of it. Shane opened it and Carmen immediately dove into her arms. Shane wrapped them around her.

     

    “Hey, baby. Are you all right?”

     

    Carmen didn’t answer; instead, she just buried her face deeper into the fabric of Shane’s shirt using the rhythmic beating of her lover’s heart and the intoxicating, overwhelming Shane smell to prevent the tears from falling. As soon as she was sure she wasn’t going to cry, she looked up at the love of her life.

    “Better now that I’m here.”

     

    Shane smiled back at her, pulling her down on top of her lying on the couch.

     

    “So, I take it dinner wasn’t very good?” Shane whispered into Carmen’s hair, her breath tickling the sensitive skin of Carmen’s scalp and sending shivers down the Latina’s spine.

     

    “It wasn’t that bad. Sarah asked about my mom, so… yeah. But I’m more interested in how your dinner went. I missed you guys.”

     

    Shane smiled, her face still buried in Carmen’s dark, silky locks.

     

    “We missed you, too, babe.”

     

    Carmen laughed.

     

    “Babe… I got you, babe.” She sang softly, eliciting a chuckle from Shane.

     

    “Mark came by.” The playfulness ended abruptly as Carmen quickly sat up.

     

    “What? ‘Creepy cameras and watching us fuck through the blinds’ Mark?”

     

    “The one and only.”

     

    “Well, you told him to fuck off, right?”

     

    “No, Jenny did. I let him in.”

     

    “What?”

     

    “Look, I feel bad for the guy. I wanted to let him try to explain.”

     

    “No. He doesn’t deserve a chance to explain, Shane. He’s filth. Scum of the mother fucking earth!”

     

    “I know, baby. I’m sorry. I realize that now.”

     

    Carmen knew Shane was just trying to appease her, but was too tired to fight at this point.

     

    “Fine.” She murmured falling back into Shane’s arms and curling up against her. “You’re forgiven.”

     

    Shane laughed.

     

    “Good.”

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    1. Hey, really really sorry for not commenting before!! Just wanted to tell you that I sure do love your story! Specially the dialogues between all of the characters and the comments from them, seems realistic. Do please continue, for many many more chapters!!

    2. Hey, Baby-girl ;-D . . . just wanted to let’cha know that I’ve been here from the start enjoying this off the chain story ~big whoop~ I’m lovin’ it to death and I love ya’ for postin’ it and givin’ me another update!!! Anyways, I’m a sucker for my girls, Shane and Carmen . . . I donna’, guess they kinda’ just grew on me or something ~sly smile~ Anyways, as long as you keep updating, I’ll keep readin’ and commenting for ya’, Babe ;-) Sooooo, yeah . . . guess that’s it . . . post soon and try if you can to make it longer!! HOLLA’ and like always from me, LYLAS ;-p

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