This is my first fanfiction that I have written in seven years or so, so I apologize if I'm a little rusty. I got this idea when I saw the spoby kissing still from the 7x18-7x20 episodes. I do not own Pretty Little Liars or any of its characters. Please read and review. Enjoy!
Saying Spencer was nervous was an understatement. As she parked her car in Toby's driveway, she sat there for what seemed like an eternity. She whispered to herself, "Spencer, get a grip. Its just dinner….with Toby….the man that you are still in love with…in the house that he started building for you…"
Spencer's little prep talk to herself ended up making her more nervous than she already was. After running into Toby at the Brew earlier that day, the two sat down with each other to catch up. Spencer's mind trailed off to earlier that day...
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EARLIER THAT DAY
"You know, I still haven't taken you out to that dinner that I wanted to take you out to. It's the least that I could do." Toby told Spencer as he took a sip of his coffee.
"Toby, given everything that's happened, it's ok, really. Don't feel like you have to keep your word. I-"
"Spence, you were the only one who checked up on me regularly, even though it was just a phone call or a text, it meant a lot that you cared enough to do that much. And I know I didn't respond back most of the time, but those phone calls and texts were honestly the only thing that kept me going at times. So how about it? At my place tonight? I'll even cook you your favorite."
"Wow, Toby Cavanaugh cooks now?" Spencer's asked with a hint of amusement.
"I've had a little bit of practice." Toby said with that signature smirk of his.
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PRESENT TIME
Spencer was brought back to the present as Toby came out of the house. As soon as he came out, Spencer got even more nervous and her stomach was doing flips. She hasn't felt this nervous in a long time…not since the first time she and Toby made love. As Toby came outside, Spencer took in his new look. The beard made him look a bit older, but it suited him very well. He was wearing a dark blue button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. She loved it when he wore blue. It brought out those handsome blue eyes of his. Her mind trailed off to what he looked like UNDER his shirt. She quickly stopped her thinking before it went any further. Spencer then got self cautious about what she was wearing. She had simply straightened her sleek brunette hair and wore a simple black and dark blue striped dress. Was she overdressed? Should she have worn something different? Why was she so nervous? For goodness sakes, her palms were getting clammy.
"I can do this…" Spencer's told herself as one last attempt to give herself some encouragement ….it didn't work.
Spencer got out of the car and saw that Toby's smile got bigger when he saw her. They walked up to each other and gave each other a hug. They have shared many, many hugs with each other in the past, but this one felt different. It wasn't a bad different by any means. There was just something else there….nerves and longing for something more?
"You look beautiful Spence." Toby said as they let go of their embrace.
Spencer could tell Toby had a sparkle in his eye that he hasn't had since that night at the hospital. She missed that sparkle.
"Thanks, Toby…wow, this house is beautiful. It must feel pretty amazing to complete such an extensive task on your own." Spencer said as she looked at the house.
"Well I had some inspiration." Toby said, not taking his eyes off of Spencer.
There was a silence that fell between them. Spencer wondered what Toby meant by inspiration. Did he mean that she was his inspiration? He did tell her at one point that he started building the house for her. Or did he mean Yvonne was his inspiration? They were together when he finished the house. He may have started building it for her, but it just made sense that he finished it for Yvonne. She could feel that an awkwardness was settling in between them.
"Would you like to see the rest of the house?" Toby asked breaking the silence.
"I would love to."
As Toby opened the door, Spencer took in her surroundings as she entered the quaint house. Beautiful and perfect weren't enough to describe it. It wasn't a huge house, but big enough to start a small family. What caught her attention the most was the living room.
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FIVE YEARS AGO….
Spencer and Toby were laying in bed. It was a rainy summer day, about a month before Spencer would leave for college. Spencer and Toby would do this often on rainy days when Toby wasn't working. They would lay in bed and just talk. Talk about the future, dreams, and just life in general.
"You know what I have always wanted? A fireplace. With one of those big oversized stuffed chairs where I could curl up and read a book on a day like today…and a big window where I could see a big yard filled with trees." Spencer said as she laid on her side facing Toby.
"You know what? I'm going build a house someday for us and I'll make a room just like that for you. Of course I'll have to make sure we have a coffee pot in our home that will never break." Toby said with a smile.
"I love you." Spencer said as she leaned in to kiss Toby.
"And I love you. So much." Toby replied as he took his shirt off and pulled Spencer on top of him as he began unbuttoning her shirt…
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PRESENT TIME
Spencer quickly pulled herself back to the present as she looked at the living room. She couldn't believe here eyes. There it was. The fireplace complete with the oversized stuffed chair and the large window looking out into the yard filled with trees. She honestly didn't know what to do or say. Did he really remember what she told him five years ago on that rainy day? Or was it a coincidence?
"So you hungry?" Toby asked breaking Spencer from her thoughts.
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After dinner they just walked outside in silence. Enjoying the summer evening. Sounds of bugs and the smell of the thick summer air filled the air.
"Thanks for coming over. I really needed it. It was really nice to have your company Spence. I've really missed it." Toby said as he looked at Spencer.
What Spencer said next was thought out. Spencer had wanted to ask the question ever since he told her he started building the house for her. But she could never find the right time to ask him. But now seemed like a better time than ever.
"Toby….why did you start building the house for me? The living room…it's exactly like how I told you I wanted it five years ago…"Spencer asked as she stopped walking and was now facing Toby.
It was a quiet for a moment. Spencer could tell that Toby was trying to find the right words.
"When we broke up, I wanted to drive my truck to see you so many times. I was just afraid that you didn't want to see me. For the longest time I couldn't…I didn't know how to move on. I shouldn't have left. I should have fought for our relationship. You have no idea how much I regret that decision…so I started building a house for you. I had this crazy notion in my head that if you came back to Rosewood you would see it and we would get back together….but things happened…but a part of me never stopped building the house for you Spencer."
"Toby….I'm so sorry…I should have never-"
"Spencer, you never have to say your sorry. You only wanted what was the best for us."
"I never wanted us to break up….when we broke up, a part of my heart was ripped from me, and it's still gone." Spencer said, her voice cracking.
Toby took Spencer's face into his hands and caressed her face "I want to give that piece back Spencer. I want you."
Toby leaned in and placed his lips on Spencer's. This kiss wasn't like the last kiss they shared. The last kiss, was filled with hesitancy. Spencer knew it was wrong at the time, given that Toby was about to move states away with his fiancé, but she wanted one last kiss. This kiss however, was filled with urgency. She didn't want this kiss, she needed it. It was like fire shot through her veins the instant their lips crashed together. Millions of butterflies invaded her stomach. Her heart began to race. She needed more, but she knew if she gave in, she wouldn't be able to stop. She didn't want to stop though. For the first time in five years, this felt right. She felt something other than pain and heartache. She felt like she saw a light to true happiness. She grabbed the back of Toby's head with passion and tugged at his now shaggy hair. Toby grabbed Spencer fiercely but with a gentleness too. The kiss was as needed as like neither one of them had had a drop of water for days. It felt like an eternity before their lips pulled apart. They pulled apart for a split second to come up for air, but their lips crashed together, wanting more.
They came to a halt when they reached the kitchen island. Spencer didn't even realize that they had gone from outside to inside to the kitchen island, with Toby's shirt left behind on the floor. She was so high from the kiss that she couldn't remember if she had taken it off or if Toby had taken it off. When they realized they had come to a halt by reaching the island, they both looked into each others eyes with something different. Their was a darkness in their eyes. Longing for each other. Not lust, but love. Toby caressed Spencer's cheek with such care and longing as Spencer gazed into his blue eyes. They both knew what they wanted to happen next, but they were also terrified. She knew if they did this tonight that she would want to stay with him. Her heart couldn't take another heartbreak.
"Toby…" Spencer's raspy voice trailed off as her eyes searched his for an answer.
"Spencer, I've missed you so much. Everything that has happened recently has been a whirlwind. We both have gone through so much to bring anyone down to rock bottom. But one thing that I have realized is that you have always been there for me….when Yvonne died….I….I thought I never wanted to be happy again. But I later realized that I never wanted to lose someone I love again. I can't lose you again Spence. You have made me realize that you're the one. You've always been the one. You've told me that I'm your safe place , but the truth is you're my safe place. There have been so many times in life I wouldn't of made it through if it wasn't for you. I love you Spence. So much.
Spencer's eyes were filled with tears. She just looked at Toby, not knowing what to say. For a second time that night, she was at a loss for words.
"Say something, please." Toby begged.
"I've never stopped loving you…" Spencer's whispered her raspy voice as a tear slid down her cheek.
Toby gently rubbed the tear away with his thumb. Spencer closed her eyes , wondering if this was really happening. If this was a dream, she didn't want to wake up. Toby gently took her face into his hands and kissed her. Not with urgency this time, but slowly, with love. Toby unzipped Spencer's dress and she gracefully stepped out of it and she unzipped his jeans. As soon as he took his jeans off, he picked up Spencer and she wrapped her long legs around his very toned waist. Goodness, she had missed him. His touch, his kiss, his voice, his body. She missed every part of him.
Their lips released to take a breath but Toby didn't want a breath. Instead he began trailing kisses along Spencer's neck. Goosebumps shot through her entire body. Her body was on fire. Before she knew it, they were in the bedroom. Toby laid in bed, bringing Spencer on top of him. They laid in bed, skin against skin. Toby traced his finger along Spencer's scar where the bullet had gotten her. So much had happened that night and the weeks to follow. He leaned up and placed kisses around the scar. Spencer laid her body against his, wanting to be as close to him as possible . As they continued to kiss, they interlocked their hands, holding onto each other as they began to make love to each other…..
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After they both came down from their high, they laid against each other, their hands still intertwined, breathing heavy.
"I wasn't expecting that…" Spencer said with a smile.
"Me neither." Toby said, smiling, as he gave Spencer a kiss.
Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. This was intended as a one shot, but I'm open to continuing it or making more spoby one shots. So I'm open to any suggestions.
