Jack watched Emily and Anna walk away with an annoyed stare, "I don't understand how you get along with that girl," he said quietly, directing his aggrevation toward Shanna.
Shanna casually turned her gaze away from the fire, "Who? Anna? Probably because I'm not trying to get into her best friend's pants, Jack. Give her some slack, she obviously feels protective of her friends." Jack raised his eyebrow and started to retort before she continued, "Hey, if I were trying to hook up with some guy I met here, you and Paul would be all over me."
Jack ran his hand through his hair, "Yeah, shit, maybe, but we'd be all over you, cause you're our friend. We wouldn't be all up in his business trying to cock-block him."
Shanna smiled while again trying to rub away the persistent itch at her thighs, "Well, that's a difference between boys and girls. We don't have cocks to block. Sit down and stop worring so much. Emily obviously likes you regardless of what Anna thinks."
As she and Jack sat down in their canvas seats, Shanna could not help but wonder what Anna thought of her. She felt like they had quietly bonded, maybe not even quietly, since Jack noticed, and he usually only observed things about at subtle as a neon sign. Shanna watched the fire flames lap the sky and inwardly acknowledged that she did feel a little disquieted by her thoughts about Anna. She certainly had never come close to having intimate thoughts about even her close girl friends before. Shanna could not reconcile kept bringing them about for a relative stranger. Shanna looked across Jack as he bopped his head to the music from his headphones. She saw Katie and Paul disappear into the dusk as they took the trash bag away from the picnic table to bear-proof it.