Sequel to One Hot Nerd.

Summary: Ashley Davies finally has everything she has ever dreamed of and life is perfect. The celebrity status, the best friends, and finally, a fiancé. But, all of this changes after one eventful night that will affect the couple forever.

Italics are the past.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING

As much as I love going out with Spencer and spoiling her rotten, sometimes the simplest things are the best. Like right now for example. Spencer and I are spread across our couch in our boxers and tank tops reading magazines or watching TV right before bed. We aren't trying to impress each other with makeup or anything, we are just comfortable. Yet, everything seems perfect.

I'm massaging Spencer's legs as they lay over my lap while I flip through channels on TV. "Just the other day, famous singer, Ashley Davies was spotted leaving a club with another girl that wasn't her fiancé Spencer Carlin. Find out more after the short break," the gossip news host said as a commercial came on screen.

"Olivia?" Spencer asked without looking up from her magazine.

"Yup," I replied as I continued flipping through stations. I'm kind of surprised on how well Spencer is handling the whole paparazzi and no privacy thing ever since my concert last year. And if you were wondering, the reason I was leaving the club the other night without Spencer was because Spencer had a business dinner and Kyla had a meeting that involved managing me. So, Olivia and I decided to hit a club just for fun. Oh, and did I mention Spencer got a new job? After the concert and we officially became a couple, it was probably best she stop teaching at a High School where anyone can go on campus. So, she opened a private tutor center because she wanted to continue teaching somehow.

"Some of these magazines are ridiculous," Spencer handed me the magazine she was reading.

"Ashley Davies, cheating on her school teacher girlfriend Spencer Carlin?" I read the headlines out loud. "I don't even want to read the rest," I threw the magazine across the table. "They can't even get your occupation right," I sighed.

"Hey baby," she said softly as she sat up and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I don't care what these stupid gossip shows and magazines say. As long as I have you, I'm good," she smiled and gave me a kiss.

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too," she replied. "And did I ever tell you how sexy you look with those glasses on," she smirked and pushed some stray hair behind my ear. I had my thick rimmed glasses on by the way. Kind of like the ones I had in high school, but not as nerdy looking. "It reminds me of high school," she laughed.

"You thought I looked sexy in high school?" I asked with a tilted head. "Even though I was a nerd."

"You were extremely sexy. And you still are," she smirked as she seductively got up from the couch and walked towards our room swaying her hips. I licked my lips as my eyes scanned her body until she disappeared into the room. Then out of nowhere, the boxer shorts she was wearing is thrown at the door and lands on the floor. "You coming?" she called out.

The next thing I knew, I was scrambling off the couch and running towards our room in full speed and slamming the door shut.

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"You ready?" Kyla asked as a makeup artist continued applying my makeup.

"Yeah. Feels weird to be doing this again," I said as someone was pulling on my hair with a straight iron.

"Well, you better start getting used to it. There are many more photo shoots to come," she replied. Once I signed with Global Records, they said the first thing I need to do is a photo shoot to get my career back out in the public. Jesse said he wants me to be known for my music, not my social life.

"So what is the theme or whatever of this one?"

Kyla was flipping through papers on a clipboard while biting her lip. When she finally looked up towards me, she gave me a worried look. "It's a uhm…beach shoot for a fragrance sponser," she replied still looking worried.

"Okay, that's not too bad then," I shrugged.

"With a guy and a girl," she added in. I shooed away the makeup and hair people so I was alone with Kyla. "This is going to be the photo shoot that will launch their career with the brand."

"I thought we agreed to solo photo shoots," I turned towards her kind of pissed off even though I know it wasn't Kyla's fault.

"I tried, but the photographer is stubborn and kept saying he promised these two models are perfect for the shoot because they have the body for it. 'Hot body, but not as hot as Ashley Davies,'" she quoted him. "Sorry Ash," she apologizes over and over again.

"No don't worry about it Ky. It's fine," I said as I grabbed the skimpy bikini I was supposed to wear and went to go change.

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"Ashley!" the photographer shouted with his strong accent and came fuming towards me kicking up sand. The muscular guy and model girl removed their hands from my body and upper leg. I stood up and tried dusting the sand off my body.

"Ashley Ashley Ashley," he said placing his hands on my shoulders while looking down and shaking his head. He took in deep breaths and immediately calmed down.

"I'm sorry Ralphie," I immediately apologized. "It's just I only let one person touch me and that's my fiancé," I said honestly. And, I honestly didn't think this photo shoot would involve that much touching. Ralphie's grip on my shoulders tightened and then relaxed.

"I know you are going to get married, but what can I do to make this easier for you?" he asked fully concearned. I looked towards the two models that I was just sandwiched between just a couple minutes ago, and back at Ralphie.

"Can you get rid of them," I said pointing to the two models. "If I'm going to have anyone get that close to me, it's going to be Spencer," I said with stern voice. Ralphie raised his hand and did some signal.

"What?" I heard the guy's voice say. He sounded pretty angry. "We need this job!" he shouted pointing to himself and the girl model. The next thing I knew, the two models were coming towards Ralphie and I.

"We had a deal Ralphie," the male model said furious. There was a vein popping out of the guy's neck. It was kind of scary looking.

"Calm down Noah. I'll get you and Angela a new gig. Ms. Davies isn't comfortable working with you two because she's getting married," he tried calming down the two angry models.

"Hey, I'm really sorry guys. You guys are hot, but the only person I want to be that close with is with Spencer," I told them hoping they would understand.

"It's fine Ashley," Noah sounded pissed and walked away with Angela.

"Alright then," Ralphie clapped his hands together and looked back towards me. "So call Spencer and tell her to get over her," he said as he tossed me his phone.

"Wait what?" I looked at him confused.

"You said the only person that you would be that close with is Spencer, so call her up. She's doing the photo shoot with you," he said as he went to put his camera away.

"You really want Spencer to do the shoot with me?" I asked again still shocked. This is the first time Spencer would even do anything like this.

"The fragrance is called Temptation, Ashley. In order to advertise the fragrance well, it needs to be sexy and wild, but professional at the same time. Skin needs to be touching skin!" he shouted with enthusiaism and hand motions.

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"Yes! Excellent! Give me the look," Ralphie exclaimed as he took a ton of photos. "Ashley, put your hand higher up," he said as he was still looking through the camera. "Perfect!"

"Are you okay with this?" I said in a loud whisper as my mouth was inches away from her neck. My hands went up her stomach and grazed her smooth skin. And might I say, Spencer looks so hot in the blue bikini they gave her. It's almost as skimpy as my red one.

"No, but since I'm with you, yes," she grinned and suddenly we were engaged in a long, passionate kiss with each other with a dozen of people around us.

"This is brilliant. I think this was the best photo shoot I have ever done," Ralphie said as he walked towards us kissing his hand then holding it out like how the French do it.

Spencer and I pulled apart and I wish we didn't have to. "I want to work with you two again okay. There is so much passion between you two, I love it!" the photographer held out his hand and shook each of our hands like crazy.

"Come on baby," I snaked my arm around her waist as we walked towards the dressing room. "Let's go change."

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Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed! So, I'm just gonna get this out there, but I have no idea how photoshoots or record deals work. So, hence the fiction part in the url of the website. So, don't be hating just because I didn't get the facts right.

Anyways….I hope you like this chapter! Sorry if it seems like the story is starting off slow. I just wanted to make sure there was enough Spashley to make up for them not being together in One Hot Nerd. Haha. It'll get better soon so keep reading and reviewing!