Carmen’s face lit up.

Carmen: That’s a good idea. I’ll make her a sandwich or something.

The three girls ate happily giggling and sharing stories. They were also planning when to go taste cake and try on wedding dresses.

Dana: Have you guys chosen a date yet?

Carmen shook her head.

Alice: Do it soon! I want to go on vacation.

Carmen: You’re always on vacation.

Alice: Yeah, but a real vacation.

Dana: I can take you on one.

Alice: It’s different! You guys don’t get it.

Dana and Carmen shook their heads chuckling at the pouting Alice. Carmen made Shane a BLT and wrapped it up. She drove her blue BMW to the police station. She went up the elevator and through the doors of the LAPD section. Detective McCutcheon’s office was in the back so she said hi to Bobby and Tidwell first. Both of them taking in Carmen’s nice body as she walked away from them.

Bobby: Shane’s so lucky.

Tidwell: Yeah.

Bette: You two should stop drooling and get back to work. Shane would kick both of your asses if you keep staring.

Both: Yes ma’m.

Everyone at the station had to admit they were looking at Carmen. Her jeans hugged her ass, showing off her curves. Her Mayan tattoo peeked over the low cut jeans. Her snug t-shirt made every criminal drool and whistle. And that gorgeous hair, so soft and perfect. The station got noisy and Shane stuck her head outside seeing her gorgeous girlfriend walking towards her and then saw the rest of the station staring she stepped out from her office.

Shane: Stop gawking you idiots! Get back to work, or sit there and twiddle your thumbs. She’s my fiancé. Show some respect!

Everyone turned their heads the other way and went on with their business. Carmen smiled at Shane.

Carmen: Territorial much?

Shane opened the door to her office. She just had a few more papers left and would be done.

Carmen: I brought you lunch. What are you listening to?

Shane sat Carmen down on her swirly leather chair.