Spencer tucked Sophie into bed, explaining that she had such a busy day so she

needed her rest. Sophie would have fought her mother about going to bed early but

was so tired that she immediately drifted off into what seemed to be a peaceful

slumber. Spencer made her way back down the stairs to finally get to the bottom of

why Toby was here, in her house, tonight.

"Now enough with the small talk. Why are you here? Why did you come back?"

Spencer was tired of beating around the bush. She had grudgingly participated in

the dinner conversation and now she had reached her limit. If Toby didn't explain

himself soon he would be getting a swift kick to the ass and the boot out the door.

"I came to talk to you about what happened four years ago." Spencer gestured for

him to get on with it. "Can I ask you something?" Toby knew he was stalling yet at

the same time he was desperate for some answers.

"You have the nerve to come here after all of these years and ask me a question?!"

Spencer nearly screamed, only lowering her voice as to not wake Sophie. Her eyes

were daggers and Toby immediately regretted letting his curiosity get the best of

him. He was digging himself an even deeper hole and boy did he know it. Spencer

was now tapping her foot, hands on her hips, staring at the wall. Toby knew this

stance. It was anger and hurt. He had hurt her and that was the very last thing he

had ever wanted to do. Tears were threatening to escape her eyes and Toby

realized that she was staring to stabilize her emotions. Some things never

change...or maybe they do. Before Toby left he was beginning to see Spencer's

whole range of emotions and now she was guarded; an entire defense line had

been put up. A defense line for him. "Fine if you won't talk then I'll talk for you. How could you? Gentle and sweet? No, I

should have never changed my mind about you. I was right you are the devil! How

could you sleep with her? Even worse, how could you force her into it?"

*** "I I I didn't do it." Toby began. No, no, no. "It was a mistake."

"So which is it?" Spencer tapped her foot out of sheer frustration.

"A mistake? How am I supposed to believe anything you say to me? Heck, you

began this conversation with a lie." Toby was talking to a brick wall. Spencer would

never forgive him after a mere speech and a few minutes. "I trusted you! My family

practically disowned me after finding out why we broke up!