Neither of them spoke a word on their way back. Maybe they should, Carmen thought, but for now, she enjoyed the silence. They could always talk later. She sank down in the passengers seat and closed her eyes, inefficiently trying to block out Eliza’s face that kept showing up behind her closed eyes. She quickly opened her eyes again and sighed.
‘Are you okay?,’ Shane asked worriedly glancing back and forth between the road and Carmen’s face. Carmen looked back at her, a small smile shaping her lips. ‘I will be,’ she said, placing her hand on Shane’s jean clad thigh, rubbing the spot lovingly. Shane took her hand and brought it up to her mouth, leaving a firm kiss on the back of her hand.
‘If you want me to stop the car because you’re feeling nauseous or dizzy just say so, ok?’ Shane asked.
Carmen nodded absentmindedly, staring out the window. ‘You know what I want?’ she asked.
‘No, what?’
‘I want to go to the beach.’
‘What, like right now?’ Shane asked, frowning.
‘Yeah.. we haven’t been there in a while.’
‘I know.. But you just found out that you’re best friend from high school died and-‘
‘And you spoke to your brother for the first time in 17 years. Why does it matter Shane?’
‘I don’t know.. It just seems weird to do something fun now.’
‘C’mon baby, don’t feel guilty about it. We haven’t done something fun in ages,’ Carmen said.
‘I know,’ Shane sighed, ‘I’m sorry, it’s just that WAX has been going so well lately and I’m working really hard to keep it that way.’
‘I know, and I completely understand that. But now..,’ Carmen said, leaning in a little closer to Shane, with a smirk on her face, her hand moving slowly up Shane’s leg, ‘Now.. I’m giving you the chance to make it up to me.’
Shane chuckled, ‘You really think I’m that easy huh?’
‘Please?’ Carmen begged, pouting. She started leaving butterfly kisses on Shane’s neck, working a torturing trail up to her ear. Shane shivered involuntary. ‘I missed you,’ Carmen whispered huskily in her ear, before biting softly in Shane’s earlobe.
‘Oh fuck C, please stop,’ Shane groaned, ‘before we’ll get into a fucking accident.’
Smiling contently, Carmen settled back in her seat.
‘Fuck, I really am easy,’ Shane sighed, a look of horror on her face as the realization dawned on.
‘No baby, I’m just so damn good.’