Oh hey babykennedy and Avarenda, thanks for being my first reviewers ever :) Hopefully this keeps you mildly interested. I will try to update with some frequency but I have the attention span of a gnat and I'm in the process of recovering from midterms (aka I'm being a baby) but I'll do my best!
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My body shivered involuntarily and my cheeks felt hot and flushed. Those eyes. The brunette across the pool straightened up as her lips eased into a confident smirk. My eyes tore themselves away from hers and crept down her toned and tanned body, falling over her breasts and the contour lines of her abdomen. My gaze quickly snapped back up to meet hers as she began to take step after step closer to the pool, closer to me. The way she moved reminded me of a big cat making its way towards its prey, confident in its stalking. I had no idea where the other occupants of the pool area had gone, or how they had left without my noticing, but I was left sitting on the edge of the pool alone with this newly discovered predator.
Still holding me captive with her gaze, she stopped, inches away from the glassy surface, and raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow before slowly lowering her body into the pool. My breathing grew unsteady and my heart pounded savagely in my chest. The water lapped lazily at her flawless figure as she made her descendent. She pressed her body forward, sending small ripples through the cool liquid, steadily diminishing the space between us. I slammed my eyes shut just as I felt her body press between my knees, my nerves finally catching up to me. Oh God.
Slick skin against slick skin.
Lips running up my stomach and over my chest.
My hands tangled in soft curls.
A delicate nip to my collarbone coaxed a moan from my throat as a damp hand inched its way up my thigh. Fingers ran over the front of my shorts just before a hand dipped into them, fully cupping my aching-
"Spencer! What is with you? Are you feeling okay?"
What? Huh? Wait… "What?" Oh God Spencer, get your breathing under control. Act like you were not just daydreaming up a hot sexual encounter with a certain sexy brunette.
"Are you sick or something? You're breathing like you just ran a marathon…"
I glance over at Madison sitting next to me at our kitchen table before hastily shoving a forkful of pancake into my mouth. "Uhhh, no…I mean…I was just-I was thinking. That's all." I choke out, my face still more than a little flushed.
"Yeah, probably about that sex-pot you were eye-fucking from across the pool last night," Jessica offered casually from the couch, her eyes never leaving the television.
I nearly choked on my orange juice. "What?! Jessica, I was not-"
"Oooh, who was it?" Madison cooed, cutting off my weak attempt at a protest.
"Oh umm…" Jessica hesitated a little and briefly glanced up at Madison before looking back at the T.V. "Ashley….Davies." She answered in an uncharacteristically quiet voice.
Madison's eyes narrowed as soon as the last name fell from Jessica's lips. "Spencer, you were eye-fucking Ashley Davies?" Her question was phrased calmly but I didn't miss the dangerous hum in her tone.
"No! Jessica come on," I looked pleadingly at the fidgeting red-head. I was definitely not feeling comfortable with where this conversation was going and apparently neither was she. "I wasn't. We made eye contact for like, two seconds from across the pool. That was it. And even if I was 'eye-fucking' her—which, by the way" I add pointing my fork at the other two, "is the stupidest term—it wouldn't have lasted long anyway because someone threw up into the pool."
That's right, Madison lost it, and by it I mean everything, directly into the pool. Needless to say things got a little hectic for a bit what with me trying to avoid the mess spreading through the water and Jessica dragging our roommate off to some bushes.
Not to mention all the half-naked bodies scrambling over the edges of the pool.
By the time I looked back across the water, eyes practically craving the alluring brunette, she was gone.
Probably disgusted by the spectacle.
We stayed just long enough to make sure Madison wouldn't mess up my car before heading home, so there was little opportunity for me to catch another glimpse of the woman.
"Yeah Mads," Jessica threw herself into the change of topic with a wave of relief washing over her features, "way to give an offering to the Pool God. Everyone in the vicinity was sooo grateful."
"Shut up Jess." Madison drawled dismissing Jessica's comment with a wave of her hand. "Spencer," her eyes locked onto mine, "Ashley Davies is the last person you should be throwing sex eyes at. She's bad news. You're too sweet, she'd tear you to shreds and take you for all your worth."
A slight frown made its way across my face. This Davies girl couldn't be that bad. Madison's actions have fallen on the protective side in recent years so surely she was blowing things a little out of proportion. "Maddie…I think that might be a little overdramat-"
"No Spencer, I mean it. Stay away from her. I know you, and I know you'd find her intriguing and she would take that and run with it. All she cares about is getting fucked up and fucking. And," she added getting up from the table, "if you don't believe me, ask Jess. I'm sure she could offer you more insight…" And with a pointed look at Jessica she marched off to her room.
"Ummmm, ooookay? What was that about?" Jess looked more than a little uncomfortable in the aftermath of Madison's words.
"You know Mads, Spence. As long as I've known her she's always been a little protective. We've kinda known Ashley since freshman year and Madison's never been too keen on her. So throw those two together and…yeah."
"Oh." I watched Jess fiddle with her hands, staring fixedly at the fingers writhing in her lap. "So…you knew Ashley, or…?"
"I mean a little. Freshman year we kinda hooked up. She does have a bit of a reputation for over-indulging…in women and in…other things I guess. But from what I remember she seemed alright. Nice I guess, I don't know. We were both pretty wasted the night we hooked up so I doubt she remembers. I don't remember too much."
"Oh." It was all I could think to say. I wasn't jealous or anything, I mean I had never even talked to the brunette, but I couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed by Jessica and Madison's words. I had spent the previous night and that morning painting a picture of a demi-goddess in my mind and the reality of their words were starting to mar that image. The perfect demi-goddess was now transforming into your average loose partygoer.
Jessica laughed nervously at my lacking reply. "I know it is kinda out of the ordinary for me to just go and, I don't know, sleep with someone. I mean I know I'm a flirt and kinda a tease but I was a freshman you know? I mean, I was younger and it just kinda happened is all. Madison obviously doesn't think too highly of it but I think that has to do more so with it being with Ashley but I still don't feel all that-"
"Jess, it's okay." I walk over to her and slide next to her on the couch. "Maddie is a little weird when it comes to stuff sometimes. I'm not judging you, it's just Madison being Madison and we'll leave it at that. As long as nothing bad happened then it's not a big deal."
Her lips quirked into a reassured smile and she leaned back onto the couch. "Yeah, I just didn't want you to think less of me or anything. Mads makes it apparent that she's anything other than impressed." Her eyebrow rose playfully as she looked over at me.
"No, I'm not." I grinned at her before looked back to the T.V. "I guess I-" my smile faltered, "…I don't know."
"Hmmm? You don't know what?"
"I guess I just thought that I had gotten a different type of…I don't know…vibe from…Ashley. You know?"
"Mmm yeah. Her reputation isn't that great, but she's nice. I think anyway. But that could also be wishful thinking on my part because she is smokin'." She leaned back with distant eyes and a goofy grin plastered on her face.
I laughed at her and threw a pillow lightly in her direction. "Oh come on Jess, she's not that attractive. I've definitely seen better."
"Mmmhmmm."
"Jess…."
No answer.
"Jess." I said, more sternly this time.
Her face broke out into a grin but she still didn't look away from the T.V.
"Jess!"
"Just admit it Spence, you want on Davies so hard." She cooed mockingly, finally turning to face me. "I'm going to tell her next time we run into her."
"I do not! And don't you dare Jess, I swear!" I squealed throwing another pillow at her with more force this time.
"Oh Ashley, my name's Spencer, please, let me bear your children!" I froze in mortification and she burst out laughing. "I'm just kidding Spence," she smiled standing up.
"But," she added into my ear as she walked past me, "I know you think she's hot, it was written all over your face at the pool. It was hard to miss, so don't be surprised if she comes gunning for ya." And with a ruffle of my hair she headed straight into her room.
I swallowed nervously and stared at the T.V., paying little attention to the cartoon on the screen. I hoped I wasn't that obvious at the pool. I don't think I was…was I? If Jess could read me then surely Ashley was able to. I mean, we were practically staring each other down. What if Jess was right? What if she did come looking for me next time we went out? Oh God, and what if she really was like Madison said she was? The last thing I needed was to get messed up in any type of drama. There were too many other things I needed to worry about. Like school and work and…other things. Not Ashley Davies, and especially not sexy daydreams about her. And if I happened to run into her I'd be sure to make my explicit disinterest known. Plus even if I was interested, which I most certainly wasn't, it wouldn't be right. Jess slept with her and was obviously still a little weird about it. So the decision was final. I was not interested in her and I wouldn't be convinced otherwise.
