“Hey, Shane. Come here.”

“Why?”

“Just come here!” Carmen snapped, pulling on her collar.

Shane was standing up next to her in seconds.

“Put this,” Carmen pointed to the cigarette, “In there.” She pointed to the smoke detector.

“Why?”

“If the fire alarm goes off, they’re not going to keep us locked in here. No, the fire alarm goes off, Alice or her friend opens the door, we’re out.”

“That’s actually pretty genius.”

“Thank you.”

“But isn’t that a felony or something?”

“Yeah, but they’re not going to know it’s us.”

“How do you know?”

“Because, baby, I’ve pulled shit like this before, and they never find out. Besides, if they ask, we can just say it couldn’t have been us because we were having sex instead of sorting out our problems and all of our friends would back us up.”

“Here we go again…” Shane muttered, carefully putting the cigarette into place.

A few seconds later, a loud alarm went off, and they jumped down from the bench, Shane sitting down, and pulling Carmen so that she was straddling her. Then started to kiss her. Just to make their alibi more realistic. The door flung open, and a girl grabbed Carmen and Shane, pulling them away to the door.

“What’s going on?” Carmen asked, a worried expression on her face.

Shane had to admit; she was a damn good actress.

“Something set off the fire alarm.” The woman replied.

As soon as they were out of the store, Shane got a good look at the sales associate who had pulled her out of the store.

“No fucking way…”

“Hey, Shane.” The young blonde woman smiled coyly at her.

“Uh…” Shane glanced from Carmen to the salesgirl, who was grinning sexily at her, then back to Carmen again.

For her part, Carmen looked slightly pissed.

”Hey, Lacey. So… you work at Victoria’s Secret now?”

“Yeah, well… I kinda applied for the job because I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to be seeing you there. I can see now I was wrong.”

“Uh, yeah…” Shane replied, shifting uncomfortably under Carmen’s gaze.