I parked the Porsche in my driveway. Yes! Spencer is at my house and I think we're going to hook up. I can't believe my wish came true.

"Hey Ash?"

"Yeah?"

"Before anything happens, I need to know something."

"What?"

"What happened between you and Aiden last year?"

Oh god. He must have told her that we left on a bad note.

"We had sex and I got pregnant. I was going to keep it so I could finally have someone that loved me for me. Then I had a miscarriage. After that, I broke up with Aiden."

"I'm sorry for asking."

"It's no big deal. That's the past. I care about the present."

A smile formed on her lips. I grabbed her hand and went into my room.

"You have no idea how long I've been wanting to kiss you."

"Well now you have your chance."

I pulled Spencer into me and kissed her. My heart started to float. I've been waiting two months for this and now I have it. I wrapped my arms around her waist. She pulled back.

"To the bed?"

"We can do whatever you want."

Spencer grabbed me by the waist and pulled me over to the bed. She fell first and I landed on top of her. We went back to kissing.

I looked over at the clock. Seven. There's no school today because the teachers are having some huge meeting. I looked over to my left. There was Spencer sleeping. She was facing the other way so I couldn't see her face. I guess I'll make her some coffee. Wait, is this real? Is Spencer Carlin actually sleeping in my bed? Right, coffee. I walked into the kitchen and poured two cups. My mom always had coffee made but it gets cold. So I just put it in the microwave. After warming it up, I went back to my room. Spencer was still sleeping. I'll go grab some breakfast from IHOP.

Spencer was still sleeping when I came back. Then I accidently ran into my dresser.

"Ash?"

"Over here."

"You have coffee."

"And pancakes."

She put her head down. I crawled over and ran my fingers through her hair.

"Spence what's wrong?"

She looked up at me.

"When I woke up and saw you weren't next to me, I thought last night was just dream. But when I looked over and saw you, I knew it was real."

"Tell me about it. I had to pinch myself just to make sure you were really there."

She sat up and kissed me. My life is now complete. Nothing is going to ruin today. And I mean nothing.

"Well we should eat."

"Alright."

I handed her a plate of pancakes and sausage then a cup of coffee.

"I'm sorry that I made you wait so long for last night."

"It's okay. I'm just happy that it actually happened."

"Me too."

"Would you like to come to dinner with me and my dad tonight?"

"Sure."

"Okay! It's a date."

Spencer's phone rang in the middle of our conversation.

"Hey mom."

I gave her a shocked look. She rolled her eyes at me.

"I spent the night at Ashley's."

I ran my fingers up her leg. She looked at me and swatted them.

"Yes, I'll be home later. But I'm going to dinner tonight."

I ran my fingers up her leg again. This time she grabbed them and holding my hand. I gave her a huge smile.

"With Ashley and her father. She is not, mom. Yes, I'm spending the night at her house. Of course I'll get to school safe. I'm hanging up. Bye."

"Why does your mom hate me?"

"She doesn't hate you. She just doesn't like it when I'm with you so much."

"There the same thing, Spence."

"Fine she hates you. But I don't."

"That's very clear."

I leaned forward and kissed her. My mom walked in the room.

"Christine? Why are you home so early?"

"The Castes bored me so I came home. Is this your new play mate?"

"Leave. Now."

"Whatever."

"I'm going to dinner with dad tonight, just so you know."

"That's nice. How long will you be out?"

"A couple of hours."

"Alright. Bye bye now."

I snarled at my mom. Spencer was trying not to laugh. When Christine was gone, I threw a mini pillow at Spencer.

"Shut up!"

"Sorry but you and your mom's conversations are hilarious."

"Ditto. So do you need to go home?"

"I probably should."

"Okay."

I pulled into the Carlin's driveway.

"So I'll pick you up at six okay?"

"Okay. Bye."

"Bye."

Spencer got out of the car and walked to her front door. She looked back at me. I gave her another huge smile. I can't believe that this is real. I'm dating Spencer! My phone started to ring in the middle of my excitement.

"Hello?"

"Hey Ashley."

"Aiden? Why are you calling?"

"I just want you to know that it didn't work out between me and Spencer."

"I know. She came to my house last night."

"Oh. Awesome."

"Is that okay with you?"

"Yeah. I knew there was never going to be anything between us anyway."

"I told her about the baby."

"What did she say?"

"She just said sorry."

"I'm sorry about it too, Ash. I never wanted you to get pregnant."

"It's fine. That's the past. People shouldn't worry so much about the past. They should care about the present and the future."

"I know. Well I have to go shoot hoops with Glen."

"Glen?"

"Yeah. We're slowly becoming friends now."

"Cool."

"Yep. Bye."

"Later."

I hung up and drove back to my house.

Spencer got into the passenger seat. I didn't have the Porsche this time. My mom took it so she could go on a date with number four. So I had the Volvo.

"Hello Ms. Carlin."

"Hello Ms. Davies."

I leaned over and kissed her. She pulled back and I drove out of the driveway.

"Today is my second favorite day out of the whole year."

"Yep. Every year, no matter where daddy is, we have dinner here."

"That's awesome. What's your first favorite day?"

"Well Ashley's birthday of course."

I wrapped my arms around his neck. I placed my head on top of his. My smile grew larger when I looked over at Spencer. Her and my dad got along well. I walked over to her and grabbed her hand. My dad's song played on the radio.

"Come on. Your going to learn how to rock out!"

I showed her how to play the air guitar. My dad got up and helped her perfecting it. All three of us strummed the air. I jumped in front of them and did the rock and roll symbol with my fingers. We all bursted out laughing.

"Well we should get going daddy."

"Alright angel. I'll see you tomorrow. I love you."

"I love you too."

"Oh, here."

He handed me his Gibson acoustic.

"I can have your Gibson?"

"Yes. It has a special message on it and there's some goodies in the case."

I ran the zipper so the case was open. I saw the message: I'll always be with you, angel. Raife "daddy" Davies. Tears strung across my bottom eye lid. I lifted the guitar and saw a CD, t-shirt, vest, and a book. The CD was his newest called Ashley the Angel. It was signed too. All the songs on this CD are about or for you. I love you. Daddy. The cover was a picture of him and me. I pulled the t-shirt out next. It said Broken at the top. When I was sixteen, I said that I wanted this shirt. He promised he'd get it. And now I have it. The vest was the one he wore every show. It smelled like him. Last was the book. It was titled My One And Only Angel. It was written by my father. I flipped through the pages and saw pictures of us. The last page was a letter I wrote to him. Then after the page was a letter. It was his response. Tears streamed down my face.

"Daddy. I love everything here."

"I knew you would. I never released the book to the public because I thought it was too personal. That's the one and only copy. Everything in that case has only one copy. And it's all for you."

"I love you dad."

"I love you too. I'm sorry I couldn't be around more."

"I'm happy you're here now."

He wrapped his arms around me. I took in the smell of the Davies cologne.

"Okay, I have to go. I promise I'll come by the beach house tomorrow."

"Bye angel."

"Love you."

"Love you too."

I kissed my dad's cheek then I took Spencer's hand.

"So what do you think?"

I walked out of my closet in the vest and my bra.

"Wow. You look amazing."

"Thank you. Are you watching the news?"

"Yeah. They are talking about a wildfire up in San Francisco."

"Great."

I sat on the floor and watched the news woman talk about how the fire is spreading rapidly. Then she stopped and pressed against her ear. A picture of a familiar person showed up on the screen.

"This just in…"