"Close your eyes and count to ten." She whispered softly in my ear.
I put my hands over my eyes and slowly started counting "1, 2, 3…"
"No peeking!" she whined when I peeked through the crack in my fingers. I'd usually be annoyed by a whining girl, but not this time, so I obeyed. I had no choice. If Spencer Hastings tells you to do something, you'll do it.
"4, 5, 6…"
Right now I am the luckiest guy alive. I am sitting half naked on a leather chair in the Hastings' study, with Spencer Hasting drunk and doing something she'll regret tomorrow. Life doesn't get better then this.
"7, 8…"
I heard the light switch being flicked off.
"9, 10. Ready or not" I whispered my hands still on my eyes.
"Here I come." She whispered back as she climbed onto my lap, almost completely naked. All I could make out in the dim moonlight was that she was wearing a bra, underwear, and a little plastic crown, tilted sideways on her head, that I recognized from Aria's old videos on the news.
This was the greatest night of my life. I know that I shouldn't be doing this; I mean I have a girlfriend. A gorgeous, sexy, smart, nice girlfriend who loves me, but why settle for "nice" when I could have Spencer, right here, right now. The even more gorgeous, even sexier, much smarter, spontaneous hookup.
I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers, and thought to myself "Noel Kahn would be so jealous." She eagerly kissed back and before I knew it, things were heating up. Ditching that event full of dull adults who like adult stuff was the best idea I'd ever had.
When I walked out back with my stolen bottle of vodka, I found Spencer there smoking a cigarette, she offered me one and offered her some vodka and things got a little out of hand. We were talking about what had happened in the past few years with Ali and everything and then it all came pouring out. She told me about her surrogate mother and how she had scammed her. I told her I didn't believe her so we took a cab back to her place so she could show me. When we got to the study we started playing some games and it led to this…And now I had cheated on my girlfriend.
It serves her right though, what does she expect me to do while she's locked away in some insane asylum? Wait for her? I don't think so. Hanna's a great girl, but Spencer is… well, Spencer's Spencer, and Spencer is… on top of me, right now, with nothing on but a plastic crown. Hanna will just have to survive.