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A/N:

I want to apologize for the long wait for an update. I have been dealing with some personal things that have not provided me with the time and a minor case of writers block. I still have ideas for this story that will be incorporated but so far this chapter is kind of deterring of track but I think I may like the way that it goes with this little additional scenario. BTW thank you for all the reviews keep them coming please.

Chapter Nine

Imogen pulled up to what appeared to be a bar on the outskirts of town and parked. She noticed how Spencer seemed to be slightly less comfortable not that they had arrived. "Is everything alright Spencer you don't look to hot, I know that we kind of pressured you into coming but if you really don't want to be here I can take you back home?" "No it's fine, I mean I kind of don't want to be here but I feel like this is good for me so I am going to try and tough it out." She replied with a small smile. "Yet! I was so scared you were going to beg me to take you home. I really want to spend sometime outside of work getting to know you," Imogen said before hopping out of the car, opening Spencer's door and holding her arm out for Spencer to loop hers through.

Once inside the club they found a table and Spencer sat and waited while Imogen ran off to get drinks. She came back holding four shots and two glasses of vodka. Spencer was wondering if they were short a drink or two because her co workers where coming and so she said so "Um, Imogen I think you are short a drink, aren't there going to be five of us her?" "Nope these are all ours I got a text while I was at the bar and Donovan can't make it his girlfriends feeling under the weather and something came up with Karsyn." "Oh" was all Spencer could bring herself to say, in a way she was relieved that she wouldn't have the attention of so many people focused on her, but now she was nervous to be alone with Imogen, so she reached out and grabbed the shots offered to her and downed them not concerned with what they were. She felt a shiver of warmth as the liquid streamed down her throat and shook it of taking notice of Imogen clapping before doing the same.

Imogen then took her hand and lead them to the dance floor as they proceeded to dance with each other and strangers but mostly with each other. Every time a waiter walked by with a tray of test tube shots Imogen grabbed four and handed Spencer two. Spencer knew she shouldn't be drinking so much but she was finally letting loose and having fun for a change and Imogen all ready told her she could have the weekend off. After a few sets they decided to take a seat and grab some water feeling slightly buzzed Spencer was relieved to finally be off of her feet. Spencer was sitting alone when a sexy voice whispered in her ear, "Hello Sexy, fancy meeting you here." She smiled a lazy smile as she came face to face with the gorgeous brunette that haunted her dreams. She slurred her name making it sound more like Ashy than Ashley as she jumped out of her seat stumbling slightly but landing in Ashley's arms. She looked at the blonde beauty in her arms before helping her steady herself. "Oh Ashy sooo great to seeeeeyou there, I mean hereee" she said as she pointed every which way.

On the inside Ashley thought drunken Spencer was adorable, but she was also concerned. "Who are you here with Spence?" "My boss brought me out for drinks, gosh she's so nice to me. . .oh look there she is. . ." Spencer pointed to the direction Imogen was coming from noticing she wore a look of what some may call jealous rage. She walked up to Spencer and wrapped her arms around her waist planting a quick kiss on her cheek before resting her head on Spencer's shoulder. Having delayed reactions from the alcohol she let it go without a second thought barely catching the hurt look in Ashley's eyes. "Imogen this is Ashley my very kissable friend. . .oh oops. . .didn't mean to say that out loud. . .come on get it together Spencer, spencey, hehe. . .where was I? Oh yea rite. . .wait why do I have to say it twice you know each others names now right. . .good lets dance," She said while shaking her head slightly. She grabbed both girls' hands and the both willingly followed with confused looks.

She began dancing slowly winding in circle with her hands above her head, she closed her eyes and let the rhythm of the music infect her taking over her body along with the alcohol. She felt a pair of hands on her hips and breast against her back as she slowly began to wind on the person behind her. She the hands began to move up and down her body as she dipped and grinded back up. Eyes still closed she felt another pair of hands grab hers and spun her body around so that her backside was against them and she began to repeat the dance moves slower and harder before turning around so that they were chest to chest. The music got faster and so did the dancing as she opened up and locked eyes with Ashley caught up in the moment she ran her hands through Ashley's hair and Ashley pulled Spencer closer into her. They began to grind harder as their breathing got heavier and before either could process their lips locked. There was no fight for dominance as Spencer let Ashley take control when Spencer sighed pleasantly letting her tongue enter. The kiss lasted awhile until Ashley felt herself get carried away and pulled back.

No words were spoken between the two as they made their way back to the table and sat down still mesmerized by each other forgetting all about Imogen, who was looking less jealous and more pissed by time she found the two. She walked up just as Spencer was telling Ashley she had to use the bathroom. "Hey Spence I'll join you," she said. Helping Spencer navigate her way through the crown Imogen's grip tightened making her wince as she pulled her into the bathroom and into the last stall. Spencer started to speak, "I can pee by myself you can wait. . .," but Imogen cut her off shoving her tongue down Spencer's throat shocking Spencer as she tried not to respond to Imogen's hands roaming her body. The alcohol in her system shut her brain down and she didn't care whose hands they were as long as she could close her eyes and pretend they belonged to the brunette beauty that was waiting back at the table for her. That thought along with the feeling of her buttons coming undone helped her gather enough sense to realize what was about to happen. She pushed Imogen off with a weak smile, "I r-r-r-re-really have t-t-to pee," was all she could stutter out. "Okay baby no problem I'll wait right out here for you." She replied giving Spencer another peck on the lips before making an exit to stand guard in front of the stall.

Ashley smiled as she noticed the two walking back but it soon faded when she saw the uncomfortable look up Spencer's face. "What's wrong Spence?" "Nothing Ash just tired now that's all I think I'm going to head home now" she said with a grim smile. Ashley grew even more suspicious when Imogen's arm wrapped around Spencer's waist. Spencer tried to move away but the grip tightened and she gasped as she felt Imogen's nails dig into her side. "I can give you a ride home Spence if you like I wouldn't mind if your boss wants to stay and have so fun." "No thank you, um what's your name again, uh Aubrey, her things are in my car and I'm headed that way so well be fine, but anyway it was nice meeting you." Imogen pulled Spencer toward the exit leaving a dumbfounded Ashley standing alone as she yelled out "Bye Spence."

Two weeks had passed and Spencer was sitting on the porch of her Imogen's apartment wondering how the hell she got here. Of course she knew deep down it was in some form her fault, things went too good to fast for something bad not to happen. She flashed back to the last happy moment she could remember, dancing with Ashley, she missed her so much. But thinking of that also reminded her of the night that brought her to where she was now. The ride back to her place was quite. When she got home that night she tried to rush out the car away from Imogen but she got out and walked up to her door anyway. As she was putting the key in the door, Imogen grabbed her spinning her around and pinning her back against her door. She pressed her body hard up against Spencer as she held her arms down and began to whisper in her ear. "mmmm Spencer making out with that girl in the club was very naughty of you, you made me very jealous so I am going to have to punish you for that, but first I guess there are a few things that I should explain. . ."

To be continued. . .

Sometime within the next twelve to twenty-four hours. . .