35.2 - Good Move & Good News

ASHLEY

"God," I collapsed on the newly bought love seat and panted as Spencer's body slithered up and captured my lips in the deepest kiss ever.

"What's wrong," she whispered huskily against my lips, her fingers teasing my naked sides, "little Ashley tired already?"

"Already?" I murmured. "We've tested out every piece of furniture we bought, not including the bed."

"Ah," she giggled and nuzzled my neck, settling her body on top of mine comfortably, "well the bed is for tonight."

"If I can move," I whined, "you broke my body."

"Whatever," she scoffed playfully, "you're just losing the famous Davies sex-drive."

She did not just say that.

"I am not!" I squealed and smacked her ass slightly, she giggled even more. "It's your freakin' famous Carlin tongue that's too blame. Damn woman, that thing's lethal."

Spencer wiggled her eyebrows up and down before standing up. "I'm hungry."

"Haven't you ate enough?" I smirked and blushed.

"I mean it Ash," she pouted, "I need substance. I need fuel power, I need-"

"-to come back here and kiss me," I whispered huskily and pulled her squealing body back down on top of mine.

I loved moving.

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Finally after hours of playtime, Spencer and I started to unpack boxes in our new three bedroom house that was just five minutes away from her old condo. She promised Carmen she'd take care of the shop while she was away and I didn't want to move too far away from the beach.

I've been spoiled and living in New York has deprived me of that fact.

It wasn't hard tying up all loose ends. The record label that was interested in me, dumped me like a hot potato because I informed them I was moving back to LA. I wasn't obligated to stay, I didn't sign any contract. If I had to start small here, I would. The smallest club and work my way up.

I just wanted to be able to be with Spencer every day.

She offered to move to New York but I was quick to say no. LA had more to offer the both of us – together.

"I still can't believe you never had a coffee maker." Spencer muses and placed the newly bought one I had gotten for her, on the counter.

"We lived a block away from Starbucks," I shrugged, "I couldn't make good shit like that."

"Well so do we," she snickered, "but you're going to make me coffee during the late nights I'm up working on my book."

Three bedroom house. Our bedroom – my music studio – Spencer's office.

"Ou," I stepped behind her and grabbed her hips, nipping at her neck, "I can't wait to see you in your newly made office, behind your desk with those glasses on…"

"Ash," she chuckled and batted me away, "I so lied about your sex-drive deteriorating, you're insatiable."

"Meh, you're hot." I shrugged and went back to unpacking boxes. "But I bet you're glad we bought that nice sturdy desk," I whispered.

"So not much has changed since high school," Spencer shook her head with a laugh, "you're still the same Ashley Davies – hormonal teenage boy at your service."

"That's right," I nodded, "at your service. Your mom would be so proud. Sex is good for the complexion, at least she can say I'm good for something."

"Baby," she sighed and rubbed her forehead, "she's coming around."

Paula Carlin may 'tolerate' me, but she by no means 'accepts' me just yet. Well, she likes me as a person but she doesn't think that Spencer and I should be together quite yet.

Deal with that, mother.

"I could care less really, Spence." I smiled softly and grabbed her hands, spinning her around in a circle. "Are you happy?"

"I think I've reached my happiest point." Spencer grinned as we continued dancing around the unpacked living room with no music to guide us.

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SPENCER

"So we're going to be back on tomorrow afternoon's flight. Can you and Ash pick us up?" Kyla's voice sounded giddy over the phone.

I twirled my hair between my fingers and grinned. They were so in love. "I'm sure we can take time out of our busy schedules to pick your asses up."

Kyla sighed happily. "God Spence, how could you not want to be here right now?"

I glanced towards the kitchen where Ashley stood over the stove in her cute apron, cooking us dinner. "Well reason number one is that she's standing in the kitchen and reason number two, Carmen wouldn't be with you if I was there right now."

"True." Her voice was light hearted. "You never told me how good in bed she is!"

I nearly spit the water out of my mouth when she said that. Ashley glanced back at me with a raised eyebrow and whispered if I was okay. I nodded and wiped my mouth, blushing a little. "Um, it never came up?"

Kyla giggled, "well thank you Spence."

"For?" I smiled with a frown.

"Writing your book," she whispered a little, "without it, I wouldn't be with Carmen and-"

"Just be happy Ky," I cut her off softly, "you both deserve to be happy."

"Thanks," she sheepishly said, "well I got to go… Carmen's taking me out for dinner and then we're taking Kiko for a late night walk on the beach."

"Have fun and send her our love," I smiled and Kyla said she would. I hung up the phone and made my way into the kitchen, wrapping my arms around Ashley's lithe hips. "Carm and Ky are coming back tomorrow, we're going to get them from the airport."

"Yea?" Ashley spun around in my arms and kissed the tip of my nose. "Think they'd want to come over for dinner tomorrow night?"

I smiled widely and nodded. "That'd be awesome."

"Good," Ashley smiled nervously and played with my fingers. She looked down shyly and bit her lip a little, "because I was hoping we could tell them the good news."

"Good news?" I softly laughed and glanced at her with confusion. I watched as she wiped her hands nervously on her jeans after taking off her apron. "Ashley?"

"Give me a second," she whispered and ran to the bedroom, leaving me standing in the kitchen completely alone and confused. Ashley came back and stopped abruptly, blowing long strands of hair out of her eyes. Slowly she stepped closer to me and then right before she approached me she-

Oh God.

Ashley was down on one knee.

"Spencer, will you make me the happiest ever and marry me?" Ashley whispered, her hand clutching my left one.

I stared at her. I mean, I really just stared because I was in total shock.

I wasn't expecting that.

"Spence, baby…" she was standing up and her hands were cupping my face.

"Yes." I breathed. "Yes, yes, yes."

"Yes?" She looked at me with her brown eyes full of love.

"Yes." I repeated and she scooped me up in the biggest hug ever. The ring slipped perfectly on my ring finger and I stared at the very detailed diamond. "It's beautiful, Ash."

"Like you," she murmured and kissed my lips softly, her fingers threading through my hair. "See? Good news to share tomorrow."

Good news?

It was the best news ever.

Just wait until I tell Ashley I want us to have babies.

I smirked to myself.

We'll leave that one out for a little while longer.

I just wanted to enjoy being with the woman of my dreams.

Forever.

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