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Three years ago, if you told Hanna Marin that one day, one of her closest friends would be dead, she would be stalked by a mysterious person known only as 'A', she would have an evil stepsister and her father would hate her, not to mention her parents got divorced… she would have seriously questioned that person's sanity.

Especially if they had told her she would be completely, totally, and irevocably in love with Spencer Hastings.

Hanna whimpered as the taller girl pulled her deeper into the kiss, loving the way she felt, the way she tasted, the way she smelled, the way her manicured fingernails bit into her hips, holding her in place. Spencer was perfect… and she was all Hanna's.

Honestly, it was a brilliant plan - telling Caleb and Toby everything and getting them to allow both girls to give off the apperance that Hanna was with Caleb and Spencer with Toby. It was the perfect setup to throw A off.

Hanna tangled her hands in Spencer's brown hair, tugging at her lower lip with her teeth, heat rushing through her as the brunette ran her hands down her sides, cupping her ass with one hand while the other gripped her thigh, pulling her leg forward so it locked around Spencer's waist.

Spencer broke the kiss after a minute, pressing her brow to the blonde's, whispering to her in a low voice, the three words that meant so much but they couldn't yet say in front of their friends. "I love you."

"I love you too…" Hanna whispered, melting under Spencer's gaze. She laughed. "God, what if Aria's mom sees us? You know, you just sluttin' it up again.

Spencer chuckled, the sound low and husky. "Oh, good one, Hanna… but it'll cost you." She cut off any response with another kiss, inching the blonde's skirt off as she did. Across the road in a car, a camera clicked, gloved hands pausing a moment before setting the device in a bag, a single careless glance checking to ensure the picture of Hanna and Spencer in a liplock was clear.

A picture spoke a thousand words, after all.