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    Sharmen: I Gotta Go…Part16

    Yeah I’m Carmen pressed the pad of Shane’s finger at the button quickly but both were no where near the music as they turned their attention away and stared into each other’s eyes.

    (I’m, I’m- I’m- I’m- I’m)

    The word ‘I’m’ echoed and was said in a whole bunch of different voices.

    Shane turned around in Carmen’s arms, but Carmen didn’t back up so Shane was pinned against the turntable and she had to lean back to see Carmen. When she dove in to devour her mouth, her finger hit a button and the song changed immediately. Portions for Foxes blared over the small speakers as the girls kissed passionately.

    *

    It was finally Friday and I was so relieved when we walked into DD Flare and I waved at Drew. A voice came up behind us before we were even fully sitting in a booth and I cringed. The soothing techno beat of a familiar song touched my ears and I knew something big was about to happen.

    “I’ve been looking for you all over for almost a week. Where were you last weekend? Hiding from all the good clubs? That’s not like you Carmella,” Brandy purred and posed in front of the table with a hand on her hip and her hair tossed over her shoulder. She was so pathetic it almost made me want to be sympathetic. But I wasn’t- in the least.

    People, They don’t mean a thing to you,

    “I was babysitting my niece, with my girlfriend, and my friends,” Carmen said slowly with raised eyebrows, she couldn’t believe Brandy. “And I, in no way, wanted to see you, so you were wasting your time,” Carmen spoke really spoke to the woman in almost the first time since their encounter on the phone week’s before. Brandy didn’t looked fazed.

    They move right through you, Just like your breath,

    “I know you want me,” Brandy said, leaning over the table to Carmen. I was sitting right there. Right there and this ***** pretended she couldn’t even see me, hitting on my girlfriend, who was telling her politely to stay the ***** away. My blood starting getting a familiar tingly feeling. Not the kind of feeling Carmen gave, this was a whole other thing. It tickled and I had to smile, knowing what was coming. I slid out of the booth and was in her face in one fluid motion, so quick her eyes went back to my previous spot, as if she hadn’t even notice I’d moved yet. My eyes glinted crazily- I knew that- but the look on her face when she realized it was priceless.

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    1. Oh my god! All the kissing , all the goo goo ‘i love you ‘, ‘i love you too’ makes it really hard to read these stories dont get me wrong i love shane and carmen and your stories are great except the parts where shane gets all defensive and trusting COME ON! Your killing Shane!!!

    2. That was very, Very nice, so sweet. Their relationship is so touching. Together they’ll be able to deal with Carmens family and the possible backlash. Great stuff..

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