Shane Walking Dead Novels & Stories

she left. Shane sat and drank more, when he finally stood up to leave, he was a bit drunk. He walked out of the restaurant and staggered to the bus-stop where he picked a cab to Lillian’s home. When he got there, she was surprised to see him in that state, she helped him inside and he slumped on the bed. She took of his shoes and helped him undressed to his pants. She stood up to grab a wet towel to clean him up but he grabbed her hand and pulled her on top him. He flipped with her now underneath him and buried his face on her neck, breathing in her scent, he placed kisses there and softly bit her. She moaned even though she doesn’t want to, his lips trailed fiery kisses from her neck to her

she said, stepping out of the booth, her bag slung over her shoulder. Kane nodded. "Let's go." The night air smelled like rain and asphalt. The streets were nearly empty, the city humming with an eerie quiet. Kane led her to his truck, its massive frame towering over her. Her eyes widened. "Wow. You have a truck too?" He smirked. "Yeah." She lingered by the door, tapping a finger against her chin. "You'll have to carry me, Mr. Shawn. I'm not as tall as you."