The sun hit Jenny's face as she opened her eyes. She listened closely, trying to see if any noise was outside the bedroom door. Shane wasn't in bed. Maybe she had went out? The TV was evidently off, and nothing else sounded. She turned to the window, where she shade was slightly opened, allowing her to see the birds on the tree nearby. She looked down at the floor and smirked. Shane's clothes were still there, crumpled.

Jenny crawled out of bed, slipping on her discarded nightshirt, and made her way to the bathroom. She smiled when she suddenly heard the shower running, and opened the door slowly, watching Shane's silhouette behind the shower curtain washing herself. She closed the door and made her way to the sink, where she found her toothbrush. She was preoccupied with readying it so she could brush her teeth when she caught sight of Shane, peeking from behind the curtain. Shane smiled, and exited the shower, coming up behind Jenny.

"Good morning," Jenny said, smiling as Shane placed soft kisses on the side of her neck.

"Come shower with me," Shane said, and she caught a glimpse of Jenny in the mirror.

"I have to brush my teeth."

"Come on, Jenny," Shane whined, sliding her hands under Jenny's nightshirt. Her wet hands left cold trails from Jenny's bare hips up to underneath her breasts. She shivered and smirked.

"Shane, you do not want to kiss a girl who hasn't brushed her teeth yet. Let me brush them." Shane reluctantly returned to her shower, and closed the curtain. Jenny brushed her teeth, a lot quickly than she usually did. She felt a tinging anticipation of jumping into that shower.

Once finished, she stripped of her nightshirt and pulled the curtain open, locking eyes with Shane. Shane smiled and Jenny climbed into the shower, closing the curtains behind her.

"Miss me?" Jenny asked as Shane wrapped her arms around her waist.

"Yes. Come here," Shane said, and Jenny reached up, immediately making lip contact with Shane. The kiss was rough, almost giving off the impression to both participants that it had been too long since their last kiss. Seven hours wouldn't be long to anyone else, but those two felt like hours were painful, starving them from having each other.

"Shane?" Jenny breathed once their lips were separated, holding onto Shane's shoulders.

"Yeah?"

"I think I need you to..."

"To what?" Shane asked, smiling as she cupped Jenny's breasts in her hands. Dammit, she was teasing her.

"I think you need to push me up against that wall and take advantage of me." Shane only smiled and did as Jenny requested, picking her up and holding her against the shower wall, planting even more kisses against her shoulder. Jenny wrapped her legs around Shane's waist, and tried - but failed - to stifle a giggle when Shane's hands reached under to grasp her bottom. Shane locked eyes with Jenny and smiled, reaching over to kiss her. When their kiss ended, Shane kneeled down, sliding her hands to Jenny's hips.

"Shane," Jenny said, smiling and giggling. Shane just grinned.

"Hold on." Jenny did as she was told, and grabbed on to a nearby towel rack as she felt Shane slip lower and lower.

- - - - -

"You're an addiction." Jenny turned over on the bed, facing Shane, who was staring at the ceiling.

"An addiction, hmm?"

"Yeah." Jenny propped herself upon her elbow, and started playing with Shane's necklace.

"Am I better than drugs?" Shane chuckled and nodded.

"Yes. Yes you are, Jen." Jenny smiled and wiggled so she was closer to Shane's body.

"You know what I noticed?" Jenny asked. Shane turned to look at her.

"What?"

"I noticed that we're always in bed." Shane laughed.

"Not always."

"For the past 24 hours almost, yes we have." Shane grabbed Jenny's hand and kissed it.

"Well, I'd rather be in bed with you than sitting around bored all day."

"Oh, thanks," Jenny scoffed, laughing. She was thinking Shane only meant having sex with her, but she should have known by then that this was beyond that.

"No, Jen, seriously. I'd rather be in bed with someone I love than being around things and people who don't interest me." Jenny stopped laughing, and her smile diminished. She stared inquisitively at Shane.

"Someone you love? You love me?"

"Yes. I do," Shane admitted. Jenny jumped up in a sitting position, aware that her whole body was exposed to Shane. She didn't care. She felt vulnerable in a way, but didn't let it show.

"Shane...love? Me? What about Carmen?"

"Fuck Carmen," Shane scoffed, and sat up herself, "I've realized that the love I feel for Carmen isn't the love I feel for you. I told her I loved her, not that I was in love with her." Jenny couldn't believe what she was hearing. She thought that Shane and Carmen would be together forever. Did she just ruin the one good thing Shane had going for her?

"Shane...I think I just ruined your relationship with Carmen," Jenny said, and she jumped out of the bed. She reached for a piece of clean clothing and slipped it on. Shane jumped out of bed and grabbed Jenny by the waist, making her look at her.

"You didn't ruin anything. You just helped me realize that my relationship was nothing."

"It was something! You love her, Shane. Don't make a mistake that you're going to regret later."

"What mistake? This? This isn't a mistake, Jen! What we did wasn't a mistake!" Jenny looked away, but Shane made her look at her.

"Shane, you belong with Carmen, not me. I'm a messed up, sick, demented individual who doesn't deserve your love or appreciation."

"Jen, stop it! We've been best friends for 2 years. I've seen you at your worst, and you've seen me the same way. I know you, Jen, and you know me. Carmen doesn't know me. She just thinks she does."

"Shane..."

"Jen, I don't love her. I love you." Jenny felt the tears slip from her eyes, and she wiped them away roughly. Shane caressed the side of Jenny's face, moving so she could look into Jenny's eyes.

"You don't know what you're saying," Jenny choked out. Shane smiled and nodded.

"Yes, I do, Jen. Yes, I do. I know exactly what I'm saying."

"Oh, God, Shane. Don't lie to me. Only say it if you really, truly mean it!" Jenny was now shaking, filled with upset, shock, and anger. Jenny had been fucked over so many times, the last person she wanted to fuck her over was Shane.

Shane kneeled down, and looked up at Jenny. She grabbed Jenny's hands and kissed them. Dammit, Jenny was falling in love all over again. Watch out, Jennifer. Remember what Marina was like. But no. Shane wasn't anything like Marina.

"Shane...tell me right now, if you do. Don't say it if you don't really mean it. Don't say it just for me to hear. Say it if it's how you truly feel." Shane pulled Jenny down to the floor with her and held her in her arms.

"I love you, Jennifer Schecter." Jenny locked eyes with Shane, and wiped away her tears.

"I love you, too, Shane McCutcheon." Shane choked back a sob forming in her throat, and hugged Jenny tightly. Jenny laughed, and kissed Shane deeply. How could they be so blind all of this time? Why did it take 2 ½ years to finally see how they truly felt?

Oh, hell. What were they getting themselves into?