Chapter 15- Hearts on Fire

Boone kissed Shannon. Isabella was in the back of his mind. Why did Shannon always have this affect on him. He could smell her perfume, she was enticing all of his senses and the feel of her lips on his face, and on his mouth was driving him crazy. Boone closed his eyes, He couldn't do this. Shannon's hands were on his chest, and his hands found their way onto her lower waist. Shannon's hands traveled through his hair, and then she collapsed against him.

Boone opened his eyes.

"Do you have a bed?"

"Shannon,"

Shannon tilted her head to the side. She didn't care about him rejecting her, because she knew she would get the last word…after all she always did.

"I can't…"

Shannon kissed him again, her lips lingered on his. After she leaned away from his lips, she placed her forehead against his. "Open your eyes," She whispered.

Boone slowly opened his eyes, "I'm going to marry her,"

Shannon looked down, "Fine then,"

"What?"

"I said fine then." Shannon placed her hand under Boone's chin, "Then marry her, and end up divorced like me, before you even reach thirty."

"So what if I didn't marry her, and we were together, do you think it would work, because I know that it wouldn't."

Shannon smiled, "I think it would."

"As long as you had all of the control,"

Shannon rested her head on Boone's shoulder, "You could have the control sometimes…but you would have to take care of me too, and then I think it could work out."

Boone tried to get up.

"Where are you going?"

"To take a shower," He said.

Shannon traced circles across his chest, "Can I join you?"

Boone shook his head, "No,"

"Well then I'm not getting up." Shannon said stubbornly.

Boone attempted to get up one more time, but Shannon stretched out on the couch, "You're not going anywhere," She said.

Boone stared back at her annoyed.

Shannon smiled back at him, "You have to admit that it feels good to be away from everything."

Boone thought it over, "When you're being nice maybe…and not acting like a possessed woman."

"If I am possessed with anything, it's my love for you." Shannon said.

Boone rolled his eyes, "Yeah…that doesn't sound like a typical thing for Shannon to say."

"Shannon Rutherford to you beyotch." She teased.

Boone smiled, "I can't decide whether I want to love or hate you right now."

Shannon got up, and then crawled over to Boone, she placed her hand along his jeans. "Love me of course,"

Boone's eyes traveled down to Shannon's lips. He wasn't going to kiss her again. But she was just so tempting, he knew that he loved her more than she loved him. If only she wasn't his weakness.

Shannon let out a little giggle, as she got up.

"Are you taking a shower now?"

Shannon shook her head, her blonde hair flowed around her face. She then turned up the radio. "I've always dreamt about doing this."

"Seducing me?" He said with a smile.

Shannon grabbed Boone's arms, and then pulled him up. "Remember that night you came to visit me in Paris,"

Boone nodded, "Yeah,"

Shannon smiled, "I really appreciated that."

"That's news to me, all I got was a series of cuss words, and a couple of vases thrown at me."

"I was going through a lot then." Shannon replied.

Boone rolled his eyes, "Yep,"

Shannon cupped his face in her hands, "I was,"

"What are we doing?" Boone asked.

Shannon tugged at his belt, "What do you think? Music sets the mood."

Boone turned away, "Can you think about anything besides sex for one second?"

Shannon's mouth dropped open, "Are you calling me a slut?"

Boone's cheeks grew red, "No,"

Shannon smiled, "Good, because if you were then I would have to kick your ass."

Boone clenched his jaw, "I'm going to take a shower."

As he walked away Shannon smacked his butt, "You're no fun."

Boone glanced back at her in disdain and then headed into the shower room.

Shannon placed her hand to her forehead and then smiled. She wanted to do something for him. But what could she do? Shannon looked towards the bag of shrimp, and then an idea popped into her head. Maybe Boone would appreciate if she cooked for him.

"Wait why do I want to cook for him again?" She thought placing her hand on her hip. Oh right, because I want to prove to him that I care about other people besides myself.

Shannon quickly pulled back on her shirt, and then walked over to the shrimp. She wrinkled her nose. Uggh, it smelled like seafood. Shannon smiled, but that's what it was…this would be the last time she cooked. Where was Claire when you needed her!

"Bumper cars was so fun!" Claire exclaimed.

Charlie wrapped an arm around Claire's shoulder, "Yeah for you, you kept on attacking me!"

Claire pouted up at Charlie, "But that's the whole point of bumper cars Charlie!"

"I know, I know, I'm surprised Aaron is sleep now, after so much fun."

"Well at least we get a little time to ourselves,"

Claire glanced outside, "I love Manhattan."

Charlie sat down on the bed. "I'm glad,"

"And I can't wait to go shopping, just have a shopping spree and visit all the trendy thrift shops."

"Thrift shops?" Charlie asked.

Claire nodded, "Unlike Shannon, I don't need designer duds…all I want is nice clothes, I don't care where I get them from."

"You're so simple Claire," Charlie said.

Claire sat down next to him, "That's me simple Claire,"

"I'm kidding love, there's nothing simple about you…me maybe, down to my big ears, and short stature but not…"

Claire rested her head on Charlie's shoulder, "You're perfect, down from your ears, to your height…and Aaron feels the same way…"

Charlie grinned, "Has he told you?"

Claire slightly raised her chin, and smiled at the thought. "Wouldn't that be something if he told me all that…besides, you're much more of a dad than…" Claire looked away. "Anyways, I wonder what Shannon and Boone are up to in The Hamptons?"

"She's probably coming up with many evil ways to ruin his life."

"I don't think she's that bad, I just think she's misunderstood." Claire said with a nod.

Charlie's eyes widened, "I still think she's creepy."

Claire laughed, "Aww, well what are the plans for tomorrow?"

"Well actually our producer is holding a party in our honor, and it's a black tie event."

"Ohh black tie." Claire smiled.

Charlie nodded, "Yeah, and I wanted you to go with me love,"

"But Aaron…"

Charlie smiled, "We could always find him a little tux…with little footies and a tie."

"Wouldn't that be cute." Claire said in thought.

"My band mates are bringing their groupies and I guess I'm going to go alone."

"No Charlie, I'll be there." Claire rubbed his shoulder and then kissed him on the cheek. "I'll find a way…I need to find a babysitter."

"Jack? He's the only other person we know in the complex…next to Shannon and Boone and they aren't coming back until…"

Claire's eyes lit up, "They come back tomorrow! I'll just ask Shannon to watch Aaron."

"Now suga, what about that date you promised me?" Sawyer asked.

Kate wrinkled her nose at Sawyer, "I never promised you anything."

"It's more like you owed me."

Kate stared back at him in disbelief, "It's a surprise that someone with supposedly so much charm…can't find a woman that actually wants him."

Sawyer placed his hand to his chest, "Ouch mama, I felt that."

Kate raised her chin, "There is many more comments where that came from."

Sawyer leaned forward, "But unlucky for you, I don't give up that easy."

"Hey Kate," Jack said coming from behind Sawyer.

Kate looked up at him curiously. "Hey Jack,"

Sawyer scowled, "Is this your boyfriend?"

Before Kate could say "No", Jack said yes.

Jack sat down next to Kate, "So what time do you get off tonight."

Kate smiled back at him, "Twelve,"

Shannon turned on the stove and then stepped back. "Umm…" she picked up the bag of shrimp as if it was infested and then sloppily threw the shrimps into the pan.

"I hope I am doing this right," She muttered. Shannon then looked around the counter, Boone said something about oil, so it doesn't stick? Um okay.

Shannon grabbed some olive oil, and practically tossed the whole bottle in. She then grabbed a cloth and then wiped her hands. "Okay, it's on the fire, I guess I can go chill and check it periodically," Shannon tossed the cloth onto the stove, and then walked away.

The edge of the cloth started to burn and then caught fire, as Shannon went up to the deck.

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