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"Ash, are you up?" Spencer's soft voice whispered, instantly waking me but I kept my eyes closed as I fought a smile. I could feel her presence as she hovered over the bed uncertainly. "Ashley?" She kept her voice low as her hand came out to gently prod my shoulder. I took the opportunity and yanked her down on top of me before instantly flipping us over so that I was on top of her. She laughed as I grinned triumphantly down at her, my arms on either side of her head. "No fair, I wasn't ready." She pouted adorably.

"So? Whatcha gonna do about it?" I teased, sticking my tongue out at her. I was taken off guard however, when suddenly her arms were wrapped around my neck and I was pulled down closer to her.

"Who said I wanted to do anythin' about it?" She asked, before kissing me. I groaned my approval before making sure that my weight was resting comfortably on her as I fitted my body to hers. Her hands dove into my hair, taking my mind off of weight distribution and firmly on how fantastic a kisser Spencer was. I grinned into her lips before pulling away and rolling over onto my back beside her.

"God you're a really good kisser," I muttered, making her chuckle as she came to snuggle into my side. I brought my arm around to wrap around her shoulders and she sighed happily as she settled her head on my shoulder. I wasn't usually a cuddler but I didn't mind it at all with Spencer. The feel of her body pressed against mine was always welcome. Her hand was on my stomach and it started to trace random patterns on the shirt covered skin; nearly driving me insane. I could feel her breath on her jaw and I was becoming hyper aware of how much she affected me.

I felt her lips come in contact with the tender skin just under my jaw. She sucked it gently before shifting so that she was half hovering over me. Spencer as the aggressor was hot. I let out a small moan as several dirty thoughts slammed into my brain all at once. Her lips trailed up my jaw line and to my ear where she sucked my earlobe into her mouth. I swallowed heavily as she continued her work down to the skin of my neck. I had a particularly sensitive neck so she was driving me insane as she worked me with lips and tongue. I wrapped my hands in her hair and brought her lips back up to mine, kissing first her bottom lip, then her top lip before pressing my lips more firmly against hers. I had imagined Spencer the kind that would want to take things slow and yet here we were, making out on my bed and that was definitely her hand on my stomach, moving in slow, downward circles. She was building me up slowly but surely, and whether or not she was doing it on purpose I knew that this was going to need to stop soon.

"Spence," I whispered shakily, as I pulled away.

"Oh God, you must think I'm such a whore! I just –" She suddenly burst out, after catching her breath.

"Spencer! I definitely don't think you're a whore." I said, laughing slightly at the thought. "I've had girls throw themselves in a much more aggressive manner than that, don't worry. That was…perfect. I just think that we should stop before I can't stop. I mean, you kind of surprised me there, there was no time to build up my self control." Spencer chuckled and nodded in understanding as she got off of me and settled back cuddled into my side.

"So… I get you pretty worked up huh?" She asked teasingly, after a few seconds of silence. I gave her a weary look and she laughed her giggling making me smile as well. "Okay, okay. What do you want to do today?"

"This." I answered, pulling her a bit closer with the arm that was wrapped around her back. She laughed and shook her head.

"We can't just lay here,"

"Why not?" I whined, making her chuckle.

"Because, I'm sure your grandma expects us at some point, and spending all day inside on a beautiful day like this is a waste."

"Ugh. I'm not the outdoors type. I don't hunt or fish or whatever it is that you do outside here." I complained, making her giggle.

"We could go make out in the meadow."

"Now that is a good outside activity."

"Mmm," I grinned as Spencer let out a small moan as my mouth worked on her collar bone. We'd been in the meadow for almost an hour now; the horses were chilling and eating patches of flowers. Mostly the kissing had been languid and unrushed and wonderful. Spencer proved to be more adventurous than I would've thought and it just made the whole experience more enjoyable. She had requested that I sing for her so I had been singing little snippets of songs softly in her ear during our breathing breaks and her huge smile made my smile ten times bigger.

"So how did you find this place?" I finally asked, draping myself over her warm body.

"Madison and I used to come up here to be alone." She answered, after a moment of hesitation. "I found it when I was little; it's always been my secret. But I let her in on it, and now you. When she first left I spent the majority of my time up here, so no one could bother me; I wanted to be alone with my memories of her. I remember hopin' and prayin' that she'd randomly show up, tell me that everything she said had been a lie, that she really did love me." I listened intently, moving so that I was holding her hand.

"I'm sorry love," She turned her head and gave me a small smile, reaching a hand up to trace over my face. "Are you sure you want to be here? I understand if this is like… y'alls place. I wouldn't want to ruin it."

"No, I brought you here, you didn't ask. Even though Madison and I had memories here for some reason I wanted you to be here too. I like this place, and I like you and I wanted to bring you here. Is it weird for you to be here?" I shook my head and then leaned down to kiss her again, trying to convey that I'd try my best to never hurt her. I couldn't say the words out loud. What if I failed her? That thought made my heart hurt and I pulled away, turning over to lie on my back. Spencer curled into my side, laying her hand on my stomach and pushing it up under the simple t-shirt I was wearing. She traced small circles over my skin and whispered stories from her childhood, instilling a peace in me that I'd never known before.

"Where have you girls been all day?" My grandma asked when we walked in the door. Spencer turned bright red and I grinned, shrugging.

"We rode up the mountain and hung out for a little while." Spencer, I had discovered, was not very good at lying. At all.

"Well, supper will be on the table in an hour so go get washed up," She instructed, laughing when I gave her a salute. Spencer walked towards the door and I followed close behind.

"We could help the environment and shower together," I whispered, making her shiver as we slowly climbed the stairs. "I'll wash your back if you'll wash mine," She giggled and hit my hands away as they attempted to roam.

"Maybe a cold shower is what you need," She responded, making me pout. When we got to the top of the stairs she looked around quickly before leaning in and kissing me again. I smiled and smacked her on the ass as she started to walk away; she turned around and gave me a mock glare as she walked into her room.