"Mmhm. Okay, well I guess I'll just call you tomorrow. Alright, bye." The voice on the other end softly told her.
Spencer sighed loudly, holding the phone to her forehead after hanging up. On Ashley's third attempt in calling her, she had finally given in and answered. The blonde shuffled around her room aimlessly, her fingers toyed with a stray piece of thread from her top.
The moment she had come home, after avoiding Glen's brotherly prying, she practically ripped the dress from her body and changed into something else, anything else. She couldn't stand the feeling of it. Every shift of her body made Ashley's face leaning closer to her own flash in front of her eyes. Spencer kept squeezing her eyes shut as if it blinded her.
She hadn't been lying when she told Ashley shyly that she had been thinking of her while kissing Aiden. And she certainly wasn't faking her breath hitching a bit when Ashley smiled at her, while telling her the same. But Spencer was sure she was delusional at the moment that the other girl's fingertips reached out and brushed her neck. Maybe even partially insane as the brunette whispered two simple words, meant to reassure, right before…
Right before the testosterone oozed its way back into the room, just short of catcalling to the girls on the bed. The recent memory of it explained her sudden urge to throw her phone to her bed, cursing under her breath. Spencer could remember the details so vividly; she couldn't help but play it over and over in her mind.
The blonde stopped moving about the room and stood still, closing her eyes. A deep, shuddering breath followed.
"Really?"
She could feel her head weighing fifty pounds, nodding as Ashley's face lit up.
A blush had crept up her face at the information she had put upon the table. Her face tilted down, not sure what she was trying to hide from the girl at her side.
She wanted to believe Ashley so much when she told her "It's okay," but something in the pit of her stomach was pushing too painfully. Ashley's breath was on her lips, but this wasn't right.
In all honesty, she had been planning on moving back before Ashley could kiss her. Did she really want this kiss while they had been pawing on Aiden just moments before? Spencer didn't want her first kiss with this girl, with any girl, to be something on the backburner.
It didn't help matters much that she still had no idea about what her feelings were exactly. Was she looking for an experiment, a relationship, or was she just confused beyond reason by the move, the new place, and the new people?
Chewing on her bottom lip for a moment, Spencer opened her eyes and looked around before grabbing her laptop and dragging it to her bed.
She wasn't going to answer any significant questions in a weekend, in fact it might only raise more, but it was a start…