"Aria, are you excited to go to the gallery opening with Spencer this weekend?" Emily asked.
"Totally. It's going to be so awesome."
"Do you and Spencer have any plans before you leave on Friday?" Aria asked.
"Actually, yes. She's taking me to that new French restaurant on Thursday night."
"I've heard that place is amazing." Aria said.
"Yeah. Mona went there with her family last week." Hanna added. "She said it's like super fancy."
"I'm sure it is." Emily said.
"You're so lucky. You get to dress up and have Spencer take you to all of these fancy places." Hanna said.
"I love playing dress up and going out with Spencer, but I'd love it just as much if all we did was watch TV in my living room."
"Yeah, but Spencer lives to spoil you, Em." Hanna said. "She only does it because she can."
"It definitely makes her happy to take you out." Aria said. "Spencer takes you to fancy places because she wants to, not because she thinks you expect her to."
"And you guys are so cute together, going out in public is half the fun." Hanna said.
"I just love every minute we spend together." Emily said. "You know, this is going to sound totally stupid, but every time I see Spencer, I just fall in love with her all over again. I feel so comfortable with her and I know that I can tell her anything, but I still get butterflies in my stomach every time she kisses me."
"Em, that's not stupid at all, that's so sweet." Aria said. "I hope some day I can have the kind of relationship that you guys do."
"Seriously. You guys are totally crazy about each other." Hanna said. "You're super lucky, you better hold on tight to Spencer and never let go."
"I know. She's definitely one in a million." Emily said.
"Yes she is." Aria agreed. "But so are you, Em. Spencer's just as lucky to have you."
"Thanks, Aria." Emily said.
When school ended on Wednesday afternoon, Spencer went in search of Hanna. Spencer rounded the corner of the hallway, where she saw Hanna standing at her own locker, shoving a few things into her purse.
"Hey, Hanna."
Hanna turned around to face the brunette.
"Hey, Spence. Where's Emily?"
"Swim practice...listen, Hanna, are you busy right now?"
"Well, I was gonna go home and spend the night studying and doing homework."
Spencer narrowed her eyebrows and stared at Hanna.
"Spence, I'm kidding, what's on your mind?"
"Okay well, you know how Emily and I have a date tomorrow night, right?"
"Uh huh. And she's super excited."
"Really?"
"Yep. So don't blow it…so what exactly does this have to do with me?"
"I want to get Emily a gift..."
"Aw! What kind of a gift?"
"I want to buy her some kind of jewelry and I want you to help me pick it out." Spencer said.
"Oh my God...why? What did you do?"
"Nothing! Why?"
"It's just that most girls don't get jewelry unless it's being given as some sort of an apology or it's a special occasion."
"I didn't do anything wrong and I don't need a special occasion. I just love Emily, that's all."
"Aaww…you're cute. What are you planning on getting her?"
"I really don't know what to buy...that's why I need you…so will you help me?"
"How could I possibly say no?"
"Thanks, Han. I appreciate it."
Hanna and Spencer walked out of the school and got into Spencer's Mercedes. When the two arrived at the jewelers, they were promptly greeted by a very nicely dressed, middle-aged man.
"Hello there. Can I help you ladies find anything today?" He asked.
"Just looking right now, thanks." Spencer replied.
"Sure. Take your time." He said, with a friendly smile.
Hanna and Spencer spent some time browsing everything from rings to necklaces and diamonds in every possible cut and color. Hanna stepped over to one of the counters near the front of the store that housed some of the most beautiful diamond tennis bracelets she had ever seen.
"Spence, come here." Hanna motioned for Spencer to join her at the counter. "Look at these, they're gorgeous." Hanna said.
Spencer looked into the case, immediately drawn to the bracelet in the middle. The salesman made his way over to the counter to see how Spencer and Hanna were doing.
"Would you like to see anything?" He asked.
"Actually, yes. May I see this one, please?" Spencer asked pointing to the bracelet in the center.
"Certainly." He said, as he pulled out his keys and unlocked the case.
The salesman took the bracelet out and laid it on top of the counter as he went over all of the technical specifications. He then picked it up and held the piece of jewelry up to the light, showing Spencer the clarity of the diamonds. The salesman then took Hanna's wrist and fastened the bracelet around it. Spencer looked over at Hanna.
"What do you think?" Spencer asked.
"It's absolutely beautiful." Hanna said, rotating her wrist and watching the diamonds sparkle.
"It certainly does look lovely on you." The salesman said.
"Thank you." Hanna said, before turning to face the brunette. "It's about time you buy me something nice, Spence." Hanna joked.
"Hanna..." Spencer rolled her eyes.
"Your girlfriend seems quite taken with this bracelet." The man said.
"Girlfriend?...Oh no...she's not my...we...aren't...together." Spencer said.
"We might not be, but I think your actual girlfriend would love this, Spencer." Hanna said, looking over at the brunette.
"Me too." Spencer agreed. "How much?" Spencer asked, turning toward the salesman.
"Thirteen-hundred."
"I'll take it." Spencer said, handing the man her credit card.
"Great. I'll be right back."
The salesman returned a few minutes later. He handed Spencer back her credit card and a receipt. He unclasped the bracelet from Hanna's wrist and placed it into a small rectangular-shaped black box.
"Would you like me to put this in a bag?" He asked.
"No. It's okay, I don't need one. Thanks." Spencer said, taking the box from the salesman and slipping it into the pocket of her blazer.
"Come on, Hanna, let's go." Spencer said, turning toward the door. "I have to pick up Emily from swim practice."
Hanna and Spencer got into the car and headed back toward the school. Spencer looked over to see Hanna staring at her.
"What's wrong with you?" Spencer asked.
"Nothing. I'm just thinking about how lucky Emily is." Hanna said. "She's totally gonna love the bracelet."
"I hope so."
"And you know what they say about diamonds..." Hanna said. "A girl's best friend...not to mention they mean Emily will pretty much have to..."
"Okay. You can stop there." Spencer cut her off. "What ever you were going to say, just don't need to hear." Spencer said, attempting to ward off an inevitable sexual comment.
"Fine...but you know it's true." Hanna smirked. "Seriously though, Emily's like so lucky. I'm totally jealous."
"Wait...what? You're jealous of my relationship with Emily?"
"That came out wrong. I'm definitely happy that you guys are together. What I meant was, I'm jealous of the type of relationship you guys have. I want someone who loves me as much as you love Emily."
"Well, what about Caleb? He obviously cares a lot about you."
"I don't know, Spence..."
"Hanna, you really should give him another chance. I think he's sincere."
"You do?"
"Yes. Why would he being trying so hard to get you back if he didn't care?"
"Maybe I should talk to him..."
"You know you want to. No one's going to judge you if you take him back." Spencer said. "Everyone makes mistakes. He is only human."
Emily walked out of the gym and scanned the parking lot, looking for Spencer's Mercedes. When Spencer saw Emily, she drove over near the gym, to meet her girlfriend. Spencer put the passenger side window down as she pulled up next to Emily.
"Hey, baby. Need a ride?" Spencer asked, grinning from ear to ear.
Emily smiled and got into the car.
"Hey." Emily said, leaning in to kiss Spencer. "Thanks for picking me up."
"No problem." Spencer said. "How was practice?"
"Good. I beat my own personal best breaststroke time." Emily said. "And the coach says my butterfly is the best on the team. A couple of recruiters are even coming up from Arizona State next week to scout me."
"Congratulations. That's awesome, Em! I didn't know you were interested in Arizona State."
"I'm interested in any school that'll give me a scholarship." Emily said. "But, I'd prefer something a little more east. I want to be as close as possible to Princeton, so I can see you."
Spencer smiled and took Emily's hand as she drove out of the parking lot. When they arrived at Spencer's house, Emily followed Spencer up to her bedroom. Spencer slipped her blazer off, and hung on the back of her chair, being careful not to let the black velvet box slip out of her pocket. Spencer walked over to the bed and sat down next to Emily.
"So…are we still on for tomorrow night?" Emily asked.
"Of course we are. There's not a single thing in the world that would make me cancel this date."
"Good." Emily said interlacing her fingers with Spencer's. "Can I borrow something to wear?"
"Sure. But you have to let me pick it out."
"I have a feeling this could be dangerous." Emily said.
"Don't worry. I'll pick something good." Spencer said, standing up and walking over to the closet.
Spencer opened the doors to her closet and began sifting through many different dresses in many different colors, by various designers, until she pulled out a short black Gucci dress with an impossibly low neck line.
"I'd kill to see you in this..." Spencer said, in a low husky tone, handing the hanger to Emily and gently kissing her.
Emily closed her eyes and kissed Spencer back. Emily then pulled away and looked over the dress.
"Uh, I think this is way too sexy for me."
"Em. Trust me. Nothing is ever too sexy for you." Spencer said, slipping her hands behind Emily's back and kissing her neck.
"Spence?"
"Hhmm?" Spencer made a low throaty sound, without breaking contact with Emily's neck.
"Can I borrow shoes too?"
"Sure." Spencer said as she pulled away from Emily and walked back over to the closet.
Spencer bent down and picked up two different pairs of shiny black sling back heels.
"Manolo or Jimmy Choo?" Spencer asked holding the shoes up to Emily.
"I like these ones." Emily said, pointing to the Manolos.
"Me too. I got these in New York and only wore them once."
"Aren't those like nine hundred dollar shoes?"
"No...Like eight fifty at most." Spencer laughed.
"Why does a seventeen-year old need eight hundred dollar shoes?"
"Obviously, because they're hot." Spencer said placing the shoes and dress on the chaise.
"Well I guess that only makes sense...you know, hot shoes for a hot girl." Emily said.
"You think I'm hot, huh?" Spencer said raising an eye brow and moving closer to Emily.
"Maybe...what do you plan to do about it?" Emily asked in a low tone of voice.
"I'll show you." Spencer whispered, putting her hands on Emily's waist and guiding her over to the bed.
Spencer laid Emily down the bed, then straddled her girlfriend's hips, Spencer kissed Emily, allowing her tongue to slowly slip into Emily's mouth.
Emily leaned her head against the bed's headboard, as Spencer kissed her neck. Emily tangled her fingers into Spencer's hair and let out a high-pitched school girl giggle as Spencer kissed the center of her throat. Spencer slid one of her hands down Emily's body, up her thigh and underneath her mini skirt. Just as Spencer was about to enter Emily's body, she was interrupted by someone loudly clearing their throat in the doorway. Spencer jumped up off of the bed and looked toward the door, where she spotted her sister, leaning against the door jamb with her arms crossed over her chest. Spencer was irritated to see her sister, but at the same time glad it was Melissa, rather than her mother, standing in the doorway.
"Don't you ever knock?"
"I would, if you knew how to close a door."
"Well, what do you want?"
"I just got off the phone with mom. We're supposed to meet her and dad for dinner." Melissa said. "Emily, you're welcome to join us if you'd like."
"Thanks, but I should really get home."
"All right. I'll drop you off at your house." Melissa said. "We're leaving in ten minutes, meet me in the car." Melissa said as she turned and walked out of the room.
Spencer sighed and looked over at Emily.
"Why is it that every time we start to mess around, someone always has to walk in?" Spencer groaned.
"It's all part of my master plan." Emily said. "You see, I'm trying to go the rest of my life without ever having another orgasm."
"At this rate, you might make that goal." Spencer groaned.
The brunette, walked over to the chaise and handed the outfit she had picked out to Emily.
"At least I get to see you in this tomorrow."
"I can't wait."
"Me either." Spencer smiled. "You sure you can't come to dinner with us tonight?"
"I'd love to, but I still have to pack my suitcase, I haven't even started yet." Emily said. "We better get downstairs before Melissa gets mad."
"Okay." Spencer said following Emily out of the room.