“When I feel your breath on my ear, especially in the morning. When we’re walking down the street, and you put your hand in the back pocket of my jeans. Or when we’re just standing and you come up behind me and link your fingers through the belt loops back there. It’s like your keeping me on a leash in case I run away,” she chuckled, “but I love it. And when we’re out somewhere, and you think I’m having fun and not paying attention, you’ll watch everything I do from behind your sunglasses. It makes me feel so special,” Carmen said this all softly, slowly, like she was afraid the words would brake under the weight of her feather light voice. She chuckled, softly remembering. “And when your with Angelica, it’s beautiful. I- I can’t even put it into words.”

“I know what you mean,” Shane agreed, the same was true for Carmen.

“Oh, and when someone eyes me at Milk, or I get into an argument with some idiot,” she laughed remembering when she fought with the hotdog vendor at the park, “you put your hand in my lower back and it makes me feel so strong. So safe. All at the same time. But out of all of those, I like to wake up in morning, before you do, and just watch you sleep. That’s my favourite,” Carmen sighed happily, sinking into each of those moments like a sweet, liquid dream. Shane laughed hungrily.

“And the *****?” She kept laughing. Carmen shut her eyes and huffed, laughter coming from her throat gently.

“It’s okay I guess,” Shane feigned shock and Carmen feigned seriousness.

“Okay?”

“Yeah.”

“I guess I’ll have to do something about that.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

“Yeah? I kinda thought you where,” Shane smiled crookedly at her girlfriend. When the laughter went dull in her ears, Shane sighed deeply, contently.

“Those are my favourite things too.”

“Really?”

“Yup. But I just have one more on my list thought.”

“What’s that?” Carmen asked curiously.

“Watching you spin at the club. You look so ***** hot, so- so you. And it’s like, everybody gets to see it, and how beautiful you are, but it’s also like” Shane’s voice went dead and her eyes glazed over, she had been sucked into the memory.

“Shane?”

“Yeah!” She smiled as she realized she had zoned out. She blushed remembering the next part. Her voice quieted to a whisper that would have been carried off with the wind if their had been any. “It’s almost like your doing it just for me,” She blushed again.

Carmen smiled at her and brushed the bangs away from her eyes. Her voice- if it was even possible- was softer then Shane’s. “I am.”