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A/N: Sorry about the lateness of this chapter


I wake up before Spencer does. She looks different now lying there, not bad different, just different. I quietly get out of bed and walk into the bathroom. I turn the shower on and turn the handle so it is as hot as it goes.

I strip myself of my clothes. I look in the mirror. I look different too and not because of the hickeys that have filled my body from Spencer.

When I step in the shower, the water is scalding hot. I let it burn my skin as I stand under the flow of water. I pour shampoo in my hand and massage it into my head. I take everything slow. I wash my body unhurriedly. Steam fills up the bathroom. I can feel it seep into my pores when I step out of the shower. I put on some underwear and a button up.

I peek into my room and notice that Spencer is still asleep. She has curled up on her side, and the blanket is on the ground. I quietly walk downstairs to make coffee. Kyla is already brewing some in the pot.

"Morning," I say to her.

"Good morning, Ashley," she says. She pulls out three coffee mugs out of the cupboard. "I'm figuring you and Spencer want some coffee." I nod.

"Did you two have fun?" she asks me pouring coffee into the mugs.

I raise an eyebrow at her. "You told her you love her, of course something happened," she explains.

"Yeah, it was good," I tell her. She smirks.

"So I'm taking that she said it back then," she says. She hands me the milk and pour a little in my cup. I do the same for Spencer.

"Yeah she did. It's all so real now," I tell her. I pour just a tiny bit of sugar into my mug and a lot in Spencer's the way she likes it.

"I'm happy for you," she tells me. I smile. She takes her cup and walks into the living room. I take Spencer's and mine and carry them upstairs.

Spencer is awake now. She is sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

"Good morning, beautiful," I say handing her a cup. She smiles.

"Thanks," she says before she takes a sip. I sit down next to her on the bed. "Mmm, you smell good," she says leaning into me.

"I showered," I tell her.

"Without me?" she asks jokingly offended.

"I didn't want to wake you," I tell her.

"Oh, how sweet," she says.

"Yeah well, I'm the sweetest," I tell her. She pushes me slightly. She pulls my hand into hers. Our fingers interlock. "So are you okay, you know, with everything that happened last night?"

"Yes, I'm great," she says happily. I kiss her softly. "So I was fine?" she asks insecure.

"You were wonderful," I tell her. She blushes. "In fact…" I take her coffee from her and set it on the night stand along with mine. "Want to go for round two?" I ask jokingly. She rolls her eyes at me, but she still kisses me gently. I bite on her lip softly. She pushes us back slowly, so we are lying on the bed. She lays on top of me as she kisses me harder. Her lips crash into mine fast and full of want. Things seem to have heat up between us very quickly.

She runs her hands through my hair which is still semi-wet from my shower. Then she brings her hands under my shirt. She brushes her fingers over my stomach. I moan at the contact.

"Is the house empty?" she asks breathlessly.

"Kyla is downstairs," I tell her in between kisses.

She slows down a little. "Fuck."

"She won't hear," I say. This seems to encourage her. She slips my shirt over my head and throws it to the side. My phone beeps.

"Do you need to get that?" she asks quietly.

"No," I say and reconnect our lips. My phone beeps again. She pulls back and sighs. "Just ignore it." She shakes her head and reaches over me. She grabs my phone.

"Do you still hang out with her?" she asks me handing me my phone. It's a text from Carmen that reads, "If you want to have a little fun tonight, you know where I am."

"No, I never really hung out with her in the first place," I tell her.

"Yeah, but you guys did stuff, right?" she asks.

"Yeah, we did," I tell her. I look at her. She knew about my past and everything, so she already knew this all.

"But not anymore?" she asks unsure.

"Spencer, I love you. I'm fully committed to you," I tell her, "There is no one else."

"It's just we've never really talked about that before," she says, "We've never labeled ourselves."

"Okay, well, what do you want us to be?" I ask her.

"Ash, will you be my official girlfriend?" she asks me.

I smile, "Yes, I'd love to be your girlfriend."

"I love you," she tells me.

"I love you too," I reply. She pulls me into a deep a kiss.


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