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Kim smiled a little and shrugged when Carla called her fucking crazy. Yes she was a little crazy, she wasn’t going to argue with the fact that was true. She watched the woman fall out of the chair when Ethan brought her attention back to the [i]correct[/i] way to act. Even Ethan looked down at her with a slight annoyed look on his face from Kim. Whenever he was around the girl seemed to send more time on the floor wide eyed than anyone else he had ever met. When Kim told him to leave though he grumpily rolled his eyes, leaving the two women alone in the house, though if he had saw Carla reaching for him, Ethan likely would have stayed. 

When the door finally locked back, Kim lowered the gun, looking at the panicked girl in front of her. She of course wasn’t going to shoot her, the gun was just a way to keep Carla from running out the door and getting away. Her tone was soft as she blurted out question after question, it was the way she always was though. She always burred out questions as quickly as she could, in a family with four brothers, you had to hurry and get what you wanted to say out as quickly as possible. Or else you wouldn’t have them answered. 

Once again Carla didn’t answer her questions, and Kim pursed her lips slightly as Carla simply shook her head. Which question was she answering? Was she only simply shaking her head that she wasn’t going to answer? Being called crazy again made Kim smile once more. [b]“I said I wasn’t going to hurt you. I never said that I was sane.”[/b] She answered, after all Kim was a Grasso, of course she was a little crazy it ran in the family. Everyone that knew of Kim knew the fact that she was crazy in the least harmful way unless angry. 

Of course she saw Carla blush and look away after she looked at her more closely, though at first she didn’t understand why. She never thought about the way she was dressed, she always dressed like this. After wearing tight, uncomfortable, and short dresses all day long these clothes were so much more comfortable. At the request to put on some clothes though Kim smile only widened, as she looked down at herself. So she was what was making Carla blush? Was it strange that knowing she could make the girl blush, was enough to make Kim actually feel good about herself for once? 

[b]“Awe but if I put more clothes, than I won’t get to see you blush over me.”[/b] She teased Carla smiling and enjoying herself for a moment. Before she shifted just a bit sitting on the couch watching Carla on the floor. [b]“Besides this is actually comfy compared to my other clothes. I don’t want to change. It’s just me and you here, and I don’t mind you checking me out.”[/b] She added even going so far as to flirt innocently with her a little bit. Still she took the black see through robe wrapping it around her body over her shoulders though she didn’t tie it, and it didn’t really cover her front in anyway what so ever, and so it didn’t really help. [b]“You didn’t answer my question Carla, did shooting me make you feel a little better? Does it take me allowing you to do it again to earn your trust, and make you see I don’t want to hurt you?”[/b] She asked again, maybe if she could figure out how to earn Carla’s trust, Kim could show her just how much she really did actually care about her.