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Chapter 2

Emily swallowed the last bite of her coffee cake. She used her napkin to wipe the crumbs off of her face, and then tossed the paper-plate and napkin in the garbage can.

"I spilled a little coffee on my hands," Emily informed the couple. "I'm going to go to the restroom and just wash my hands quickly. I'll be back in a second."

Spencer took that as a sign telling her to get some alone-time with Toby. Of course, he dived in for a quick kiss first.

As he pulled back from the kiss, he asked her, "Do you want to... maybe... come back to my loft with me? You could spend the night with me. And you could check out the new tub. I got the plumbing fixed, so everything's looking good so far."

"You got the plumbing fixed?" Spencer couldn't help but feel unhappy about this. "Damn. I'll miss you coming over to take your showers."

Toby chuckled and brushed the tip of his nose against her cheek as he whisperer, "We all know why you want me to come over."

Spencer pulled back from his nose-brushing and looked at him funny, "And what do you think the reason is?"

He smiled at her, "If you remember the last time I came over to take a shower at your place, you made a comment on 'not remembering why you wanted to wait'. Remember that?"

"Mhmm, so your point is?"

"My point is that you enjoy the fact that I'm in your house, half-naked," Toby concluded with a smirk.

Spencer was expecting Toby, who was very satisfied with what he had said, to give her a smirk the entire time, until Emily returned, but he didn't. Instead, he leaned in and smashed his lips against hers.

She was startled by the unexpected lip-locking, but she went along with it anyways. Spencer looped her arms around his neck, and started to kiss him back. Toby's hands flew to her petite waist, and firmly held her there.

Before they knew it, Spencer straddled on Toby's lap, and they continued to kiss, leaving two empty chairs instead of one.

Toby then felt two hands squeeze his shoulders, and he knew for a fact that those hands were not Spencer's. He pulled back from kissing Spencer to turn around.

"Emily!"

"You're the first guy I've ever seen to get Spencer to make out with them in public this frequently," Emily smiled at the couple. Emily's comment only made Spencer's face turn bright red.

Spencer quickly 'un-straddled' herself from Toby, and flew back to her seat.

"So, are you guys ready to head home?" Spencer changed the subject.

"As much as I'd love to stay and hang out with you guys, I'm pretty sure I should stop third-wheeling for the night," Emily chuckled. "It's been six months, I think you guys do need some alone time, without me barging in."

"Em, it's not like that," Toby said, shaking his head. "I love hanging out with you. What's better than hanging out with my girlfriend and best friend?"

"Having time to make out with your girlfriend," Emily smiled and ruffled Toby's hair a little. "Take good care of her, Tobes."

"I'll take care of her the best I can," Toby smiled back as he took Spencer's hand and gave it a light squeeze. "Night, Em. Maybe we can hang together some other day."

Emily nodded, "Night, guys. It was really great to see you again, Toby. I missed you real bad."

"I missed you, too," Toby said. "Now I realize how much I missed Rosewood while I was in Cali."

Toby let go of Spencer's hand to pull Emily into a soft hug.

"Alright, I should get going now," Emily said.

"Wait, how are you getting home?" Spencer asked, furrowing her eyebrows. "I thought that I was your ride."

"You are, but I called Hanna while I was gone to give me a ride," Emily told her. "I knew you guys would need some alone time, so I got myself a ride early on. Don't worry about me, Spence- you just worry about spending some good time with Toby tonight."

Without hesitation, Emily waved to them, and headed to the parking lot to find Hanna.

"So, you never gave me an answer to my question. Wanna come over to my loft?" Toby asked, more eager this time.

"I don't think I can. I gave Emily a ride here, and my car is here," Spencer shook her head.

"Leave your car up here, and come up to the loft with me!" Toby pleaded. "Please, Spence? I missed you a lot."

Spencer leaned in and buried her head into her boyfriend's chest as she whispered, "I missed you, too."

"So will you do it?" Toby smiled happily, thinking that her answer would now be a 'yes'. "Will you come over to the loft?"

"Yes, only because I missed you so goddamn much," Spencer breathed into his chest. "Just go back to my place, and I'll park my car and we'll go."

"Yes!" Toby exclaimed, sounding like a little child who had gotten the toy he wanted. "Thank you so much! I promise you it'll be worth your time. We can even play Scrabble if you want to."

"Any time I spend with you is good time," Spencer smiled, pulling away from his chest. "Scrabble... That game makes me reminisce the memories from the motel with you. I'm so glad that night happened. I never would've understood what I felt for you if I didn't go that day. It's hard thinking that we would be nothing right now if we didn't go to the motel."

"Let's not think about that," Toby squeezed her hand. "Let's be glad we're here together today. I love you, and nothing can change the past."

She didn't return the words to him. She found that it wasn't necessary that she had to profess her love for him. He should know very well by now that she was completely head over heels for him.

Instead of returning the words, she leaned in to peck his lips, and Toby knew exactly what that kiss was for. He didn't need reassurance of her love, because he did know she loved him. He wanted to keep their love real forever. Spencer Hastings was the girl that Toby Cavanaugh wanted to be with forever, until the moment he stopped breathing.

Toby was followed up the stairs to his loft by his loving girlfriend. He eagerly jammed his key in the door and twisted the knob, welcoming Spencer inside.

"Damn!" Spencer exclaimed, in shock by the renovations he had made in his loft since last time. "You've done good with this place. How'd you get this set up? It looks so much better since the last time."

"Before I left, my co-workers and I jazzed up the place a bit with decorations and renovations," Toby explained. "I also hired a plumber to get the plumbing all set up, and an electrician to get the cable and internet set up. Now, I'm all settled in with this place, and I'm free from my screwed up family. This is exactly what I've wanted since I quit school. Now all I have to think about in my future is my job... and my very special lady."

Spencer blushed at his flattery. Toby took her hand, and allowed her to rest her head on his chest as they sat on the couch.

"I want you to feel at home in this loft," Toby spoke in a calm and soothing tone. "You're always welcome in this loft. This loft is basically yours. I never would be where I am today without you, you know. That one truck you got me- it benefit my whole career."

"It's not just the truck that got you here," Spencer shook her head, not wanting to take all the credit. "You're probably the best carpenter in town! Your amazing carpentry skills got you exactly where you are."

She pushed her head up and looked him in the eyes. They sat there, gazing like two love-struck teenagers for a while, until Toby finally leaned in to peck her lips.

"You underrate yourself," Toby said. "So does your family. You are brilliant and beautiful, but all your family does is push you harder. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I've never had anyone as perfect as you in my life. You are a perfect work of art."

In all eighteen years of existence, Spencer Hastings had never felt so loved by anybody in her life. She immediately nuzzled her onto Toby's neck and chest, feeling warmth elevate throughout her body.

"I don't need to describe you," Spencer whispered into his neck. "I don't need to tell you how amazing you are, because the whole world already knows. You're the first guy to ever make me feel this way. I get this special feeling when I look into your eyes, and I know I'm in love with you."

Toby had been through so many dark & cold years in his life. He had suffered through his father's re-marriage, and the hell Jenna Marshall put him through. Now he felt safe again. Spencer made him feel like those dark years were over, and there was a golden light now- and he had finally reached it.

His parents loved him, of course, but they didn't make him feel as special as Spencer made him feel. That feeling was a feeling that he only got when he was with Spencer Hastings. (A/N: DAAAMN, I used "feel" & "feeling a lot!)

"Spencer... I'm so in love with you, that I want you to be with me forever. I want to wake up and see your beautiful face. I never want to let you go..."

She was anxious to hear what he had to say next.

He continued.

"Will you move in with me, Spencer?"