Why did kissing Shane have to feel so good the second time around? Why did he have to hold my face in his hands and slip his tongue past the barrier of my lips? And what was with the radio station? Why were they playing another sexy song? I glanced at the clock and saw that it was a little after midnight and I groaned, inwardly, as I realized the quiet storm/slow jamz portion of the station was happening. The universe is working against me!

My mind was screaming at me to stop. My mind wanted me to push him away, slap the shit out of him, and tell his ass to get the hell out. But, my body…was screaming for the exact opposite. It's been a while since I had sex. Especially since I broke up with Sean.

"I'm sorry, Lola…" Shane said as he started to pull away, but I stopped him. He looked a little confused by this until I pushed him down onto the mattress. "You sure about this?"

"Don't talk…" I said as I straddled him and leaned down to kiss his neck. I focused on his pulse point under his strong jaw line and almost laughed at how fast his pulse raced.

"Okay…" he said and I rolled my eyes. Did he not understand what I meant when I told him not so say anything. "Sorry."

"Shh…" I said I knowing that if he spoke anymore, it would ruin it. Maybe it was better that he did ruin it. I moaned out as I felt his hands run up and down my back and pause at my ass to squeeze. Damn, why did he have to have such a nice firm grip on my ass? He moaned out as I began to grind my hips against his. I know this is wrong and I know this could lead him on to thinking that it could lead to something more, but I need to feel a man's body against mine. I know I sound selfish, but damn…it's been too long.

He was going to speak again, but I covered his mouth with a kiss and I almost smirked when I heard him groan into the kiss. When, I pulled away he reached up and grabbed my left breast in his hand and began massaging it in his hand. In that moment, I arched my back a little and leaned my head back. He took advantage of the opportunity and kissed my neck. I almost jumped when I felt his tongue glide up my neck to my ear. I didn't even see that coming.

"You taste so sweet, Lola." he said and I gave up on telling him to shut up. For some reason, I didn't mind him saying that. What the fuck is happening to me? I'm crumbling. I can feel it. Damn this motherfucker for doing this to me! "I want to taste more…" he said as he rolled over and he was on top. Why did he have to pin me down with the weight of his…muscular body?

"Shane…" I moaned unable to control myself as he slipped his hand under my white dress shirt and under the lacy material of my bra. My eyes fluttered a bit when I felt him, lightly, pinch my nipple. I felt like a prisoner to my own will power. I couldn't stop him…I couldn't stop myself.

Suddenly, a miracle happened when my phone rang. I let out a sigh of relief when Shane rolls off of me and I run to my purse and retrieved my phone. I saw Jimmy's name on the display screen and I grew angry. I wasn't angry that he called and interrupted what Shane and I were doing. I was angry that it took him so long. But, I remembered why he left and I calmed down.

"How is he, Jimmy?" I asked as I answered the phone. I dreaded hearing the bad news that his partner had died from his gunshot wound.

"He's good." he said and I let out a sigh of relief. "Gloria says hi…oh, and thank you. I'm still at the hospital, but I'll be there in a bit. Is Shane still there?" he asked and I let out a sigh.

"Yes…" I said as I heard him walking up behind me. I knew I couldn't look at him after what happened. Why did I have to be so damn weak? Oh, yeah…I was horny as hell.

"Cool. I'll be there in a bit. See ya, later." Jimmy said as he hung up and I sighed.

"Lola…" Shane said in a cautious tone. "I'm sorry…"

"Stop apologizing…" I said as I rolled my eyes. "This never happened."

"What do you mean, it never happened? You can't pretend what happened between us didn't exist, Lola. I know you wanted to…"

"I know what I wanted, okay? I just realize it's a mistake. Besides, Jimmy may like you, but he'd murder you for just planting a kiss on me like that."

"But, you kissed me the second time…" he said and I thought back to that moment and I knew I had to shake that thought out of my head.

"No, you kissed me…again. At least you didn't bite my lip this time…"

"Are you kidding me? You kissed me. We were sitting there and I remember…"

"Alright! We kissed each other." I said as I massaged my temples. I had a pounding headache which rivaled the tingling between my thighs. Why did he just lick his lips just now? "I think we shouldn't hang out anymore. This…"

"Lola…" Shane said as he moved closer behind me and I could feel the tingling and throbbing intensify as he stood behind me. "I still want to be your friend. What happened tonight might have been a mistake, but you have to know that I really like hanging out with you. I like talking to you and Jimmy. I like how you're not afraid to tell me when to shut up or go away."

"So, you like that I'm always mean to you? You must be fucked up in the head…"

"I'm a patient guy, Lola. I knew you'd come around, eventually. You're a tough girl, but you softened up towards me tonight."

"Yeah…too much. Let's not mention this again. Okay? And if you do, I swear I'd castrate you and feed you a soup with your balls in it."

"Wow, no need to be so violent. The fact that you have a gun is scary enough."

"As it should be. I don't want every mugger and wannabe criminal thinking they can just run up on me and think I'm not going to fight back."

"Always so tough…" Shane said and I turned around and glared at him. Why did I do that? Now, I'm face to face with him again and staring into his eyes. Ugh, I'm so damn stupid! "There's no chance that I could get another spur of the moment, romantic comedy kiss, is there?"

"What do you think?" I said as I turned away from him and sat on the couch.

"Can't blame me for trying." he said as he sat down next to me. Just then, Jimmy came through the door and I scooted further away from Shane. I don't know why. "Hey, Jimmy. How's your partner?" Shane asked Jimmy.

"He's good. Got shot in the arm and leg. He's one lucky motherfucker. Almost hit some major fucking arteries. You guys still up?" Jimmy asked as he sat down and stared at us. We must have been acting strange because he stared staring at us suspiciously.

"Uh…yeah. I was just about to go to bed, though." I answered as I stood up and yawned. Luckily, I didn't have to fake it. Jimmy would know something was up, then. "Goodnight." I said as I started walking to my bed room.

"Lola," Shane began and I froze and rolled my eyes. He was going to give us away. "I'll email the lyrics and arrangement to you. We'll go over the song before Friday, right?"

"Yeah, sure…" I said before going into my room and I closed the door. Ugh, why did he even bring that shit up again? I know Jimmy is going to annoy the hell outta me in the morning. I was so tired I didn't even bother to find my pajama pants and tank-top. I just stripped down to my underwear and laid down. I had turned off my lamp when I realize a scent…Shane's cologne. Damn it! Why does he have to smell so good? Why does he have to taste so good? Damn it!