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    My Shane Chapter 9

     But that is clearly not the case with Shane. After taking the first spoonful she gets up and grabs 2 glasses of water for the both of us. After a couple of minutes she goes up and grabs 3 bottles of water, one for me and 2 for herself. 

           My god she really cannot eat spicy food. But she doesn’t complain. On the contrary…

     Shane: "The food is really good. I wish I could make food like this…then I wouldn’t have to starve once the Cheerios are done" she jokes.

           And it hits me right here. Me and my stupid temper, why did I have to be soo mad and put soo much fucking spice on her food. This is probably the only proper meal she’s having in this whole month and I had to ruin it. And what I feel worse about is that she doesn’t even complain, even though she’s tearing up trying to cope up with the heat of the spice that I put. 

     Carmen: "I am sorry Shane! I think I put too much spice in it! I didn’t realise"

     Shane: "OH no no….why are you apologizing! I should be the one thanking you for this is amazing dish and apologizing for making you work so hard. I could never eat spicy food. There’s something wrong with my taste bud"  she’s soo innocent sometimes…she has no clue that I put all these spice on purpose because of my stupid temper. 

     Shane: " What is this dish called again?" she looks cute when she’s curious.

     Carmen:" arroz con pollo" 

     Shane: "Arozzz kon pollo?? is that right?" god she’s soo cute trying to pronounce the name of the dish properly. 

     Carmen:"that’s absolutely right Shane. Now I have an idea to make your food less spicy…Do you have sugar Shane" I ask getting up and walking toward the kitchen. I stop mid track to look at Shane to see if she answered by question with a nod in that case I didn’t know what she said, and caught her looking at my ass. I smile in my mind. She looks up immediately. 

     Shane: "its on the top drawer" 

     I try to reach it without any success. Suddenly I felt Shane’s body against my back. My breath hitched and my heard skipped a bit. I was brought back to earth when she easily reached the sugar, and handed it to me. 

      I fixed her dish with a little bit of sugar and salt to even out the spice. She eats it fast and content…

     tbc

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