Oh my! I honestly didn't think I would get as many reviews as I did for the last chapter, but thanks a billion. I'm realizing that there might be more Kymen fans than Spashley fans for my story, hmm...me included. Ha ha ha! Ya'll shall see if ya'll predictions were right. Oh, and I'm answering reviews in PM again. Sorry for the minor delay. Part 3 is starting NOW!

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Carmen's POV

Fuck, fuck, fuck! This can't be happening right now. Am I that faded to have even considered dancing with my best friend's kid sister? Or flirting with Ashley's kid sister? Wait! No, I wasn't flirting, I was just being me. A knows that. She can't blame me for being me, right? Right?

We both turn around and see Ashley eyeing both of us like we just broke a commandment. "What does it look like, Ashley? I'm dancing, having fun." Kyla stated boldly. Kyla is still close to me, I try to move away, but she's holding me in front of her. I can't be a shield right now; this is a battle I wasn't prepared for.

"I can see that." Ashley clipped. "I meant what the hell are you doin dancing with Carmen?'" When she said my name, she looks directly at me. Her eyes have a cross between betrayal and anger.

"I can dance with who I want to dance with. I'm not a child." Kyla steps forward and stares Ashley down. I think I should let these two sisters duke it out on their own.

"C, don't you fucking move." Ashley points to me while still keeping an eye on Kyla. Her peripheral must be good. Note to self: Watch Katt Williams tonight to wind down after this. "Kyla, why are you making my job as the bigger sister difficult?"

"Ashley, please, you're the one making it difficult. You're not dad. What's the big deal?"

"The big deal is you're not supposed to be dancing that way with my best friend." Ashley answers and then scoffs. "You must've had too much alcohol." Kyla looks like she's about to tear up, which in turn makes me want to step into action. I don't want her to take this from Ashley.

"A, listen.." I stand in front of her with my hands slightly up. I never seen her like this, so I don't know what to expect. "It's not her fault. I was doing what you asked and-"

"Shut up, Carmen." Ashley says quickly and glances to Kyla and back.

"Wait a minute! What?" Kyla looks between me and Ashley and crosses her arms. "What did she ask you to do?"

"Uhh…" Should I tell her? I look at Ashley and she gives me a pleading look not to. "Ashley.." I tug on the strings of my hoodie. "Ashley asked me to keep an eye on you when Spencer finally arrived."

"You did what?" Kyla asks Ashley in an appalled tone; Ashley starts backing up a little. "For what reason? You trust me enough to help you get the girl, but not enough to trust me on my own?"

"Kyla, it's not like that.." Ashley pauses trying to find the right words. "It's your first party and I didn't want anything to happen to you." She reaches out to her sister.

"Newsflash, Ashley. This isn't my first party. I have been wasted before, I have smoked before, I've gotten into trouble and I'm definitely NOT a virgin." When she said the last part, a few of the frat guys heads' turned. Creepos. I'll knock them the hell out. "I'm not that little girl anymore. Can't you see that?" Kyla shakes her head and walks out the room.

"Kyla, wait-" I grab Ashley's arm before she can chase after her.

"Let her have her space, Ash." Ashley looks at me like I'm stupid. "Look, you heard what she said. Just leave her alone."

She pulls her arm away from me. "I'm not gonna have her walk around this place by herself." I stand in front of her.

"Yes, you are." I sigh again, looks like I'll be doing this a lot tonight. "A, you know you're my girl and everything, but you need to stop being the insane, macho, big brother type."

"Are you seriously being the voice of reason right now?" She rolls her eyes, I stare at her blankly. Sometimes, I just wanna slap her with a hard pillow and maybe knock some sense in her head.

"Yes, I am, cause you won't believe it from anyone else." I put my arm around and we walk out to the hallway. "I know what's going through your mind everytime you see her with a guy is that they will use her, right?"

"Right."

"That's the point. You can't control that, it happens sometimes. Hell, you and I do it."

Ashley shakes her head. "I know, I know but I should protect her from harm."

"There's other ways. Look around, we're at a party. Approaching us like you did was fucking embarassing, not valiant."

"You can't use big words like that when you're drunk."

"Well, you ambushing us while we were dancing sobered me up."

She eyes me down for a moment. "So, why were you dancing with my sister? Cause I didn't ask you to do that."

"Why did you get so worked up seeing me dance with her?" I retorted.

"I don't want you turning my sister, that's why."

"What? Is that a joke?" Me? Turn Kyla? I wouldn't stoop that low.

"Carm, I know you. You go for the straight girls. Don't think I haven't seen the way you look at her. I take notes on everything." She says harshly.

"Are you on a bi-polar tip right now, A? I told you I was doin what you asked me to do." I said equally as harsh. "You saw her dancing with Aiden, you was about to come over there. I gave you the signal that I got it cause I didn't want to ruin your fun."

"That's it?" She looks at me inquisitively.

"That's it." I said truthfully. Well, half-truthfully. "She asked me to dance after…"

"After what?" She's not gonna like this.

"After Aiden couldn't keep his hands to himself." I said coldly. I'm gonna put itching powder in his underwear drawer when I get home.

She nods her head in assurance. "I'm gonna kill him." Oh, God.

"Ash, don't. I already took care of it." I see Spencer walking up to us. "Just drop it, alright?"

"Ok." She looks onward at Spencer, eyes building with happiness. I seriously think she has two sides to her.

"Sorry, it took so long." Spencer said to Ashley. "It turns out my brother drunk too much and I can't find Madison, but I gotta go." She said sadly pointing in the direction behind her. We look over and see Goldilocks keeled over ready to upchuck his whole drinking experience tonight. Man, he looks pale. "I need to help him back to our dorm."

"Oh." I hear the disappointment in A's voice and I think Spencer does, too. "Umm, it's cool. Family comes first, right?" I roll my eyes at her remark.

"Well, actually, I was wondering if.." she bites her lip and tilts her head. Oh, Ashley's a goner. "you could help me with him. He weighs a ton." She chuckles lightly.

"No problem. I'm in great shape." Ashley answers a little too quickly, she flashes her a smile. Again with an eyeroll. The bitch barely exercises. Why is she kidding herself? "Wait." She shakes her head. "I gotta go get Kyla."

"No, you don't." I assure her. "She will be fine with me. I'll go find her." Ashley gives me a long sideways look. I know she's debating in her head whether to leave her sister here, especially with me.

"You text me if there's a problem, alright?"

"No worries."

"I mean it, C." She looks me in my eyes. "Don't try anything." Are we on this again?

"You don't either." I say jokingly. "Have fun." She throws an arched eyebrow my way as she walks off. I already see her struggling from Goldilock's weight. Part of me thinks it serves her right.

I walk around the various rooms while hearing the song change up to Estelle's Freak. I can't believe my luck right now. I can be dancing with some sexy, half-inebriated chick but instead I'm looking for Kyla. Why did I agree to dance with her? If I didn't play along, she wouldn't have gotten in trouble with Ashley…ok, she would've still gotten in trouble with Ashley; but, at least, Ashley wouldn't think I was trying to get into her sister's pants. This is just a mess.

"Fuck me." I breathe out. I can't find her anywhere. She moves quick.

"I thought I was doing that next week." I hear a familiar voice say. Damn, as if it can't get any worse. "Having a good time with all this fresh tail running around?" She smirks.

"Kelly, now is not the time." I try to rush past her, but she steps in my way.

"Hold on a minute." She whines and then does her sexy pout. "You didn't call me like you said you would, Carmen. I know I'm not the only one, but still."

"I told you I had plans." I said walking off, she starts to follow. Shit, I can't shake her. What happened to the days where a girl could just take a hint? "Is there a reason you're following me around at a party?"

"I wanted to talk to you." She said pushing my bangs out my eyes; I grab her hand in order for her to stop. "Look, Carmen, I've been thinking." That's never good. "I think I'm gonna break up with Jake."

I look right into her eyes to see if she's serious. She's looking back at me to see if I say something. "Uhh, congrats?" She gives me her pissed off pose "Well, what you want me to say to that?"

"That, it's about time, maybe?" She flips her hair out the way as if that will make more sense of the situation. "Look, I know you wouldn't take me seriously cause I double dip but I wanna be with you, so.."

Say what? Be with me? "Hold up, hold up. What you mean you wanna be with me?" I can't help but to laugh a little bit at this situation and that only makes Kelly annoyed.

"I mean just that." She steps closer to me and she places her hand on my cheek. "I like you a lot, Carmen. It's more than just sex to me." Her eyes are getting glossy and I know I'm gonna hate myself a little for what I'm about to do next.

"Look, baby, I hate to burst your love bubble, but I never told you to fall for me." Her mouth drops open and then closes, not knowing what to say. I start to walk off, but she clutches my arm.

"Carmen, please, he...he doesn't treat me the way you do." Kelly begged, her voice trembling a bit. "Why don't you want to be with me?"

I shake my head and take her grip off of me. "I'm gonna give you some sound advice, Kels. One: You should never leave the one you love for the one you want. Two: Love is not what I'm giving to you. I can and will only give you what I am giving to you: Satisfaction."

"You're an asshole, Carmen." The tears start to fall. I hate to see a woman cry. Sure, I've made some cry, but I never been there to witness it. I need to nip this problem in the bud.

"I'm not, Kelly. I'm being me." I say coldly. "If you wanna break up with him, go for it. He's a dick anyway. But I'm not gonna be the one you can run to. Sorry."

She looks at me with hurtful eyes and then slaps me in my face, swinging her hips while she walks off.

"Shit." rub my face to lessen the sting. "She must be heavy-handed." Is it wrong for me to only feel sorry for my loins cause she really was a good lay. Maybe I can call her-screw that, it was meant to happen.

I go outside to the backyard where there's a dozen people or so. I see Kyla sitting by herself, just looking solemn. There's a couple on a couch sucking face near her. Why is there a couch in the backyard? My heart starts to beat a little quicker. I never been good at consoling someone. When my mom left my dad, I had to be her shoulder to lean on and for the longest, all she did was cry. I can't handle that.

"Hey." I sit down next to her. She glances at me then averts her eyes back to nothingness. It's quiet and not the comfortable kind of quiet. I hate tension, unless it's sexual.

"Here to rescue me again or does Ashley have you keeping tabs on me still?" Ouch. Ok, I deserve that, I guess. Ashley should be here to take some of the blame though. On second thought, maybe not.

"I'm here to see if you're alright. For myself." I answer putting my hood up, using it as some type of armor. Also, to hide the red handprint on my cheek.

"Hmmph! Well, I'm just peachy. I have an insane, domineering sister who thinks I need a babysitter." She makes eye contact with me. "And a babysitter who flirts with me just so she can do her job."

"Kyla-"

"I just wanna know something, Carmen." She cuts me off and I tug on the cords of my hood out of uneasiness. "Did you agree to dance with me so you can keep a close eye on me?"

"No." I said a little too quickly. She raises her eyebrow at me. "I did it because I wanted to."

"Really?" Her eyes soften and I smile at her. I don't know why this feels okay, but I soon feel awkward and have to do something.

"Real talk!" I say clapping my hands for emphasis. Note to self: Watch Kevin Hart instead when I get home tonight.

She rolls her eyes at my attempt to joke around. Her gaze travels to the house. "Where's my P.O.?"

I chuckle at her question. "She helped Spencer with Goldilocks. He had way too many drinks." I sung the last part, she smirks.

"Did you send out some flairs to tell her you found me?"

"No. Not yet." I said smiling. We just sit there for another minute, not saying anything. I keep stealing glances at her. She is so beautiful. Yes, she's sexy, pretty, and all those things. But, it's not just her body that is attractive; it's her mind as well. God, what am I thinking? I can't think like that about Kyla. Hell, she started it first, she wanted to find out what it was like to dance with me and I don't back down from a challenge. Of course, it's not much of a challenge when you actually want to do it.

"Carmen...Carmen!" She yells and is now standing in front of me. I stall a couple seconds before I look up at her, I think you may know why. Me sitting and her standing creates a perfect view of a specific part I pleasure a lot on a female.

"Huh?"

"What happened? You spaced out?"

"Umm…" Racy thoughts, naughty thoughts. "Yea, sorry."

She shakes her head. "Ok, well, snap out of it." She pulls me up from the chair. "I wanna get out of here. I'm cold and I'm getting tired."

"You can't hack it, hadita." She nudges me in my head. "Do you want me to take you home?" I ask out of the blue. Don't ask me why I did.

"I don't know…what about my sister?" She asks doing a fake gasp.

"Well, I told her I will take care of you. She doesn't have to worry." I smile showing off my pearlies.

"That is the most mischievous grin I ever seen on you."

"But, it's genuine." I say smiling wider.

She giggles. "I'm sure it is."

The car ride to Kyla's place is a little hush. Only the music playing fills the atmosphere, part of me mentally kicks myself for having my playlist on shuffle as I hear some song playing from my 'pantydroppers album'.

"It's goin down in here
I'm lookin for a standin ovation admit oh
I want chu bad lemme see cause you wanting it oh
I'm gone have you day dreamin
Turn on the strobe light
Turn on the strobe light (strobe light)"

I look over and see Kyla vibing to the song and my mind goes back to earlier tonight when we were dancing. Although, it was cut short by Ashley. Ugh! We did seem to be enjoying ourselves. I was surprised by how well her body moved with mine. Those hips of hers were definitely made for dancing with a small body…like mines. Naughty ideas, again. Bad Carmen, bad.

I smile at the thought of it and she catches me. "What?" She asks curiously.

"Oh, nothing." I reply. "We never did get to finish our dance."

She pouts and I have the urge to do something that would not be suitable considering who she is. "Yea, I know. From what I've seen, you're pretty good."

"I know." I said with a cocky smile. "You are, too."

"Thanks." She bites her lip..damn I wish it was my teeth instead. I really need to keep my eyes on the road. "Do you think we can do it again? Without my sister or anyone breaking it up?"

"I don't know." I said honestly. "The odds are pretty slim of that going smoothly."

"Well, I guess we have to do it in private then." Her answer sounded like a deeper meaning, but I wasn't gonna touch that. Instead, I change the subject to something I really wanna know.

"How long, Ky?"

She gives me a perplexed look. "How long what?" I park my jeep and walk over to her side to let her out. I am a gentlewoman at times.

"How long have you been chasing girls as well as guys?" She looks at me a little edgy, probably wondering if she should answer or not. "I won't tell Ashley. I promise."

She stares at me to see if I'm telling the truth. Then after a moment passes, she looks down. "About 3 years ago or so."

"Hmm, so you're not that new to the game, huh?"

She giggles a little bit. "I guess not."

"Which one do you like more?" I ask out of curiosity. They always have to like one gender a little bit more.

She rolls her eyes. "It's not like that for me, Carmen. It's whoever piques my interest, in all areas." I nod my head in understanding "But, I do love a female body..it's much softer from what I've noticed." She has a shy smile on her face and I can't help to turn a little red..aside from the slap mark.

"I concur." I said holding two fingers up in agreement, she yawns a bit as she laughs. "I guess you should get inside and get your beauty rest."

"Yea, I should." She says a little glum. "Thank you for the dance and for saving me from.." She sees my eyes narrow in anger. "..well, you know."

"You're welcome, Kyla. And don't worry bout your sis, I'll talk some sense into her."

"Please do." She sighs and looks down, I push her chin up.

"I will." I reassure her. Her big, brown eyes are just shining and making me feel something that I havent felt in awhile; butterflies.

She unlocks the door and checks inside for a moment, but then comes back and very swiftly gives me a kiss on my marked cheek. "Good night, Carmen." She smiles bashfully.

I know I must have a shocked look on my face, but it's soon replaced with a kool-aid smile. Yes, that big. "Good night, Kyla." She's about to close the door when I call out. "One more thing."

"What's that?" She questions.

"When you're double clicking your mouse, are you thinking of penis or vagina?" I grin. She has an amused face and her cheeks turn red.

"It's not what type of genitals I'm thinking of." She looks me in my eyes and grins back. "It's whose I'm thinking of." With that said, she closes the door.

I drive back to my part of town, texting Ashley in the process to tell her that Kyla is home, safe and sound. I let my mind wander back to Kyla, those eyes, that laugh, and those shorts. I shake my head knowing that what I'm starting to think, say, and do is wrong. But, it feels so damn good. Looks like I have fatal attraction on my hands cause I'm pretty sure Ash will kill me when it's all said and done.

I am finished. Man, I hope you liked this, ladies and gents (if there are any). Questions, comments, suggestions; Holla at me. It may take awhile for me to update cause finals week is less than 2 weeks and I'm tryint to keep this lovely gpa for this semester up. So, until next time, tell me who's POV you want next and I'll deliver. Sayonara!

Songs used: Freak by Estelle feat. Kardinal Offishall; Strobe Light by Dawn Richard (formerly of Danity Kane)

Side notes: 1. I wish there was one chapter where I didn't have any grammatical errors, just one. *sigh* 2. Did anyone see Ciara's new music video (Ride)? I almost melted from the dancing *drool* 3. The english translation of Noche De Sexo is

Tonight is sex night/I'm going to devour you, pretty lady/Tonight is sex night/ And I'm going to comply to your fantasies/ Tonight is sex night/Oh, I'm going to devour you, pretty lady/Tonight is sex night/I swear to God that tonight you'll be mine.