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    Life: Altered 03.20 ~*~ Dana/Shane

                “I know how you dance, and I
    know you can move.  Come on, come to me.”  Shane said her voice low and smokey.  Dana moved to Shane, the song had a wicked beat, catchy and playful.  It was a very un-Shane like song, and Dana wondered why she even knew this song.

                “Ok, follow me.”  Shane said, tossing the cane aside onto the couch, and Dana smiled; this was Shane, confident and secure.  For a moment, Dana forgot that she couldn’t see.

                “Ready?”  Shane asked, feeling the heat of Dana‘s body before feeling her hand resting
    lightly on her arm.



                “Uh huh.”  Dana said, and Shane stared into her eyes, and Dana thought that for a moment, she could see.  Shane‘s hand drifted down her side, finding her hip and
    moving her closer. 
    Dana
    stumbled a bit, and Shane grinned.

                “I don’t bite Dane.”  Shane said that throaty voice sending shivers down Dana‘s spine, Shane began to move, slow at first.  Then picking up to match the beat of the
    song, the song repeated and
    Dana
    followed Shane‘s moves.  Shane‘s hips swayed and Dana moved with her, touching her nose by
    accident, and
    Shane
    grinned again.

                Shane moved slowly to the left, her hips
    snapping against
    Dana
    , and Dana put her hands on Shane‘s shoulders; Shane reached up and moved her hands to her
    sides, then up again. 
    Shane
    ‘s breath caught in her chest, and a
    smile emerged,
    Dana
    finally letting go. 

               

                Dana closed her eyes, matching Shane‘s every move, her hand moving to the
    back of
    Shane
    ‘s neck, and pulling her closer and Shane could smell the sweet scent of Dana‘s soap on her skin. 

                They were cheek to cheek,
    turning in slow lazy circles, Shane
    ran her hand down Dana‘s toned arms, finding her hand.  Interlocking their fingers, nose to nose, Dana staring into Shane‘s eyes, falling into them.  The green eyes with flecks of gold and hazel
    that danced even if they couldn’t see. 
    Hard-edged green eyes that
    Dana
    wished could see her right now, and Shane said in a deep voice.

                “I can.”  Dana thought she’d spoken out loud, but she knew she
    hadn’t,
    Shane
    ‘s breath came in hard spurts, falling
    into
    Dana
    ‘s body. 
    Melting as they moved in synch, lips just a breath away, and
    Shane
    was tempted, but she resisted with every
    fiber in her, but her soul ached to kiss her.

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