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    Life: Altered 03.20 ~*~ Dana/Shane


    Life:
    Altered 03.20 ~*~ Dana/Shane

    ~*~*~*~*~*



                Monday

                Dana rolled over in the very warm bed, she
    found the warmer body next to her, turning into the warmth, her back to the
    bodies stomach.  A hand easily moved over
    her and found her hand, and
    Dana
    took it, playing with the long elegant fingers
    absently in her sleep.

                Dana‘s half-awake mind began to stir, and she
    wondered why
    Tonya
    was still in bed at this hour.  She could tell it was late, there was
    sunlight hitting her from the tall windows that graced her bedroom. 

                Wait!  She’d broken up with Tonya, Lara.  It
    was a dream about
    Lara
    …  That was it…  Or was it, Sh…



                “SHANE!” 
    Dana
    yelled, sitting straight up in bed, the
    covers falling from her body, and she patted herself down, seeing that she was
    still in her clothes, as was
    Shane
    .  She looked
    around, wondering how the ***** she’d ended up in bed, with
    SHANE
    !

                “Don’t yell Dane.”  Shane groaned and Dana vaulted out of bed, she slammed a foot
    into the end of the bed and
    Shane
    moved to her back. 
    Dana
    hopped around the room, grabbing her toe
    and groaning loudly.  Almost tripping
    over the extra blanket that was thrown on the floor on her side of the bed.

                “Careful of that cover, you
    tossed it last night.  You were over
    heating the bed.”  Shane
    informed her and Dana‘s hands waved over her head.

                “WHY.  ARE.  YOU.  IN. MY. 
    BED!”  Dana
    yelled and Shane grimaced, her head thumping and she sat
    up, fixing the pillow and looking at
    Dana
    with eyes that registered nothing.

                “I was lonely.”  Shane admitted sheepishly, she pressed her back to the cool
    headboard.

                “Did we?”  Dana asked with reproach and Shane laughed,

                “I think you’d remember that.  Damn Dana, you were so hot.  The mouth of a goddess and the hands of
    sculptors, I was putty in your hands….” 
    Shane
    said playfully and Dana‘s breath came in hard spurts.  She pushed her hair from her face, her green
    hazel eyes darting all over the room, believing
    Shane
    instantly.

                “Oh god, oh god.  Oh god.” 
    Repeated Dana
    and Shane was trying to stop the laugh that was in her throat.

                “Dane?”  Shane asked and Dana went around the room, tussling her hair and Shane was laughing to hard to talk.  She grabbed her sides; the pain wicked as she
    laughed.

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