"Hot! Hot! Hot!" She screamed while running back into the kitchen, turning on the sink spout and pushing her mouth under to take a large gulp. Carmen was back in the living room, laughing so hard she was almost crying. The face she had was priceless. Her eyes were bigger than golfballs and her move reminded her of that movie, The Grudge. Jonah returned with her tongue laying out while she took deep breathes, trying to cool off her mouth still." Yeah, that was hot."

Carmen giggled," seemed like it."

"Are you making fun of me?"

"Hmm, maybe."

"Oh, well. Your doing a good job so far," she smiled while sitting down to finally take off her gray hat, placing it on the table in front of them. Her hair wans’t exactly pure black, but she could see tints of auburn mixed in in the roots. It must of been her real hair color, she noted. Even though it was short, her hair was very thick and had a small dull shine to it. So much did she want to reach over and pet it, it reminded her of what puppy fur." Yeah, I know. I need to dye it again."

"No, it’s just it looks kind of neat, black mixed with a hint of reddish brown. I like it."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, well, if you like it, then I do to," stating matter o factly with a smirk. Leaning forward, she rested her chin on the balls of her hands, staring at the now blank television. Carmen couldn’t help it when she reached forward and started stroking the dark, short locks. Jonah stiffened slightly, she had been sort of jumpy since they had gotten there, her smooth attitude was completely gone. She paused," I’m sorry. I just wanted to feel it."

"That’s okay, alot people do. Hell, sometimes I think that I’m more of some dog than a human."

"Well, do you like being petted like a dog?" Carmen started scratching the back of her ear like she would some puppy, her smile was mischevious and broad. She was having fun.

"Ahh. No, not there, that’s my spot," she pulled away while Jonah quickly grabbed Carmen’s wrist, turning around to face her, the smile fading. Her eyes looked even darker now, the green hue reminded her of a jungle and she was starting to get lost in it. Carmen knew what was about to happen, she knew the moment she stepped in to this house, but she hoped it wouldn’t come. Well, sort of. Jonah had looked so sure of what she was going to do, but now she didn’t know if it would of been right or fair to Carmen or not. Carmen answered it when she leaned forward, their faces a hair away from one another. Taking it as an invite, Jonah kept her eyes on Carmen’s while their lips touched. The kiss was sweet, but timid, but almost a shock to them both. It resembled something like a first kiss, but it grew more advanced when Jonah leaned even further while parting her lips. As their tongues played tango, Carmen’s hand touched Jonah’s cheek tenderly, the gesture sweet as the raven haired wonder placed her hand firmly on her side. And they stayed like that, what seemed like forever as Carmen began to feel even worse, even more stressfull, but she kept doing it. She kept kissing Jonah like she had never met Shane, never heard her name, never loved her. She wanted so desperately to forget, and that was what she wanted to do there… with Jonah.