Two weeks had gone by since her first night with Toby, and things were great. Their relationship was deepening day by day, she couldn't imagine her life without him now. It was a Friday evening and Spencer was alone again, it seemed like her parents were never there, they were always away on some sort of business trip or busy fawning over Melissa. Her phone buzzed against the kitchen top, picking it up she glanced at the screen:

I'm guessing you're alone,
wanna come over?
T xxx She smiled, standing up and pounding up the stairs into her room. Punching a reply as quickly as she could to tell him she'd be over in a while, she yanked open her wardrobe, pulling a face at the lack of choice she pulled out a black lacy top, slipping it over her head and stepping into a pair of jeans. Stuffing her feet into her boots she raced downstairs and into her car. She always got nervous arriving at the Cavanaugh's, Toby didn't make her nervous but Jenna did. She walked up onto the porch, knocking on the door lightly, it opened almost straight away with an arm reaching out to pull her in quickly. Spencer felt herself being pressed against the back of the closed door, Toby was leaning over her leaning his forehead against hers. "Hi," he grinned, resting his hands on her waist.
"Hey you," she replied, gripping his shirt with her hands. He took her hand pulling her up the stairs, suddenly somewhere below them a door slammed, Spencer turned her head as she stood at the top of the stairs.
"Is that..?"
"Jenna, yeah." he grunted, as they continued towards his room. He held his door open for Spencer to walk through, she walked around, taking in everything surrounding her. "Does she know i'm here?" Spencer asked, Toby shrugged. "I don't know, I don't really care if she does or not," he sat down on his bed, patting the place beside him. She sat down beside him wrapping her arms around his chest, and leaning her head onto his shoulder. "How was school?" he asked, unwrapping one of her hands and pushing his fingers through hers. Spencer sighed, "It was okay, but my heart hasn't been in it lately. I can't stop thinking about what might happen, everytime I hear a knock on the door I think it's the cops coming to arrest me." "Oh Spencer, i'd never let anyone take you away from me, especially not now," he insisted earnestly, leaning in to kiss the side of her mouth. She turned her head, pressing her lips fully against his, pushing him back onto the bed. Toby ran his hands down her body, resting them on her waist, pulling her on top of him. Spencer began unbuttoning his shirt as he slipped his hands under her top kneading the flesh he could find, his hands felt rough and warm on her skin. Suddenly they heard a person clearing their throat, the two of them jumped up.
"I hope i'm not disturbing anything but I need a ride to Rosewood mall," Jenna said, leaning against the frame of the door. Toby ran his hand over his face, "I can't give you a lift right now Jenna,"
"Why not?"
"Because i'm going somewhere myself," he replied, and with that took Spencer's hand and stormed out of the house. "Um, your house is empty right?" Spencer nodded, walking with him over to her car. She fumbled with the keys in the lock, pushing open the door and putting her bag on the kitchen counter. "I'm sorry, i'm just not in the mood to deal with Jenna's shit right now," he sighed, running his fingers through his hair. Spencer smiled at him, "Sit down," she said nodding towards the sofa, she grabbed two cans of soda out of the fridge, walking over to him, he opened up his arms to let her fall against him. Toby kissed her hair, then her ear, then her neck. She pushed herself against his mouth, "Will you stay tonight?" she asked, "If you want me to," he mumbled into her neck, sending tingles down her spine.
"If I had my way you'd be here every day," she sighed, he rested his head against hers. "Everything feels okay when i'm with you, like no one or nothing can hurt me," she whispered.
"I wouldn't let anyone hurt you Spencer," he pulled her effortlessly onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her warmly. "What are your plans for the weekend?" he asked curiously.
"I'm having dinner with Hanna on Sunday night, why?" "Just wondering," he smiled, she gazed at him, running her finger along his jaw softly. He reached forward, gently nipping her bottom lip, Spencer pushed against him deepening the kiss. Noticing the first few buttons on his shirt were undone, she undid the rest, and he didn't protest. Toby ran his hand up her back, under her shirt, gently stroking the skin that lay under his fingertips. Spencer slid off of him, taking his hand and pulling him up the stairs behind her.

Climbing onto the bed she waited for him to join her, he climbed on slowly, she immediatley pushed his shirt off of him, letting it fall to the ground. He gripped the sides of her top, yanking it up over her head, planting soft kisses along her collar bone and up her neck.
"You are so beautiful," he whispered into her ear, making her squirm, "Stop it, no i'm not,"
He pulled away from her, looking into her eyes, "How can you even say that Spencer? Have you seen yourself in the mirror lately? You are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on," She covered her face with her hands, "Stop, please." Toby pulled her hands away from her face, planting a kiss on her lips, letting it linger. Toby rolled over, sinking his head into the pillows, he pulled Spencer on top of him, running his hands up her thighs. Spencer pushed her face into his neck, biting it gently, she heard a small groan escape his throat. She ran her hands down his chest, starting to undo his jeans. He began to do the same to her, sliding her jeans down along her long legs. Spencer kicked them off of the bed, planting kisses down along his chest, they tore the rest of their clothes off in a fit of passion.

A little while later they lay on top of the blanket, legs entangled, arms holding each other.
Neither of them had ever felt love before.
I guess there's a first time for everything.