Spencer wakes up beside Toby, after she has this amazing dream of a night she soon hopes to have with him. When she looks down to her naked body, she remembers that this "dream" is her reality. A huge grin breaks out on her face, and her eyes meet up to a sleeping, peaceful, handsome man that is her boyfriend. He is too adorable to resist, so she reaches her hand up to his face, where his stubble is starting to grow. His lips parted, holding his arm around her waist, as if he's protecting her from something. Spencer feels safe with Toby as if he has been protecting her for as long as she can remember, as if he can see her pain, he can see behind her façade. She gets up to make breakfast for the two, shrugs out of his grasp and dawns on one of his t-shirts and sets out to see what she can find in the fridge. First things first of course, caffeine. She makes coffee and raids the fridge in an effort to make her man some food. After Spencer looks around the kitchen, she figures she'll make them a Spanish Omelet and bacon. When she begins to cook breakfast, she recollects what happened the night before, with a shy smile appearing on her face.
After their passionate kiss downstairs they decide to go up to the loft to watch T.V. But at one point they're just talking and the T.V is basically watching them… Falling for each other. So there they sit on the couch, seeming as though they've known each other for years . Her legs are crossed before her as she questions him about what he likes to do, what his friends are like, demanding to know more about him. He sits relaxed, with his arms spread out by his head resting on the couch.
"Thank you so much for dinner," Spencer says "It was amazing. Your dad is some teacher."
"He is, I'm just glad cancer didn't take him away like it did my mom. Something much more dangerous happened." It's as if Toby has seen a ghost, his face is ashen after he uttered those words.
"What happened?"
"He fell in love." Toby says distractedly.
"Was your stepmother cruel?"
"No, she was great, she isn't my mom but she's pretty damn close." He smiles, then his face contorts as he remembers an ugly memory. "It was her daughter that was the Devil reincarnated, she did unspeakable things." He slightly shudders.
Spencer raises her eyebrows at this statement. She simply doesn't know what to think or where to go with this conversation. Her mind tries to fill in what 'unspeakable' actions Toby's stepsister carried out. Unwanted thoughts come in her head. This must be evident on her face as Toby looks at her with concern.
"You okay?"
"Yeah. I think my brain is just on overload at this point. I'm all out talked." She gives him a genial smile.
"Just relax, baby." He says as he pulls her into his lap and places a tender kiss on her lips that melts Spencer's sour thoughts of his evil stepsister. But, the kiss becomes heated like it was at the bottom of the stairwell. Soon, Spencer is sitting astride Toby and his hands find her curvaceous hips. Spencer's hands roam underneath Toby's sweater and encourages him to take it off, which he does gladly. As Spencer unbuttons his shirt, Toby just stares at this goddess she is proving to be, calling to him. He analyzes her beautiful face committing every imperfection, all symmetry to memory. Neither of the two utters a word. Once Spencer is done, Toby's shrugs out of it slowly, having too much carnal appreciation of this woman to concentrate. She places her hands on either side of his chest and feels his rapid heartbeat. He gives her a soft kiss after gazing into her eyes for more than a few moments, and starts to grab the hem of her shirt, and peel it off of her body. Her breathing quickens and her first instinct is to cover herself. Toby frowns at this and says,
"Hey, you don't have to hide from me." He leans forward and places butterfly kisses on her cheeks and neck, she starts to laugh.
"That tickles!" She laughs.
He smiles softly and his hands break her arms away from her body then his fingertips graze across her torso. "You're beautiful." He says as he lifts her and takes her to his bedroom. "Do you really want this?" He whispers in her ear after he places her in his bed. He kneels between her legs, kissing her chin making his way down her precious body, as she moans and twists her hands in his soft, brown hair. "Yes, Toby." She says, her voice full of desire. She feels his smile against her skin and continues his sensual attack.
Toby runs them a bath afterwards, finally gives her that massage. His strong hands leave her neck, shoulders and whole body feel replete with tranquility. He kisses her bare shoulder up to her lips, their kiss deepens, and they make love once more.
Spencer's reverie is broken when she feels Toby's arms wrap around her waist. He nuzzles her neck and murmurs "This smells good, babe." She smiles and says "Mmmm. You slept good."
"Only the best sleep ever." He says before kissing her lips softly. "What you makin'?"
"Spanish Omelet."
"You have an idea on what you wanna do on this fine Saturday? We could go out… Or stay in… Maybe stay in…"
She whips her face to meet his smirk and bursts with laughter. "We could stay in, but wouldn't it be nice to get some fresh air? Or go for a drive?"
Toby rolls his eyes but smiles, "We can do whatever you want. A drive though? Where to?"
"You up for going go kart racing?"
"Where is there go-karting in Rosewood?"
"There isn't which is why we have to drive to Pittsburgh."
Toby grins. "Okay. Last time I beat you at something you really sour, try not being such a sore loser." He says while walking back to the bedroom leaving Spencer with her mouth wide open.
"Douchebag!" She yells after him.
After breakfast, Toby and Spencer pack up his SUV and head to Pittsburgh. It's over a 2-hour drive so they pack snacks and clothes just in case it gets too late to get back on the road. Toby also brought along some CD's and DVD's. As they hop on the highway, Spencer starts looking through the music he brought.
"You're the only person, our age, I know who owns a collection of rock music. You have all the Nirvana CD's!" She laughs, as she pops a Nirvana CD in the player.
"Who doesn't love a little 'smells like teen spirit'? Nirvana is classic. Your poor young mind has been deprived—" He stops speaking as he hears Spencer belting out the song.
"WITH THE LIGHTS OUT, IT'S LESS DANGEROUS. HERE WE ARE NOW, ENTERTAIN US!" As she bangs her head all her hair comes back and forth wailing and whirling. He is in such amazement all he can do is laugh.
"You were saying?" She says with a smirk. Well, that shut him up.
It's around 12 when they get to Pittsburgh so they decide to grab some lunch before going go-karting. They head to a place called Butcher and the Rye. Once seated, they glaze over the menu after ordering, they fall into a comfortable silence.
"So my parents are having this lavish party at their house in New York," Spencer says while twisting her hands in her lap, "next weekend so my friends and I were gonna drive up. I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go?" She asks with a shaky voice and big, nervous brown eyes.
Toby smiles sweetly, "I would love to meet your parents, and your friends for that matter. Don't be nervous. Parents love me, what's not to like?" He says and winks at her. She rolls her eyes at his cockiness but smiles at his nonchalant attitude.
After a long and fun filled day, Toby finally reaches Spencer's apartment. When he glances at her she is fast asleep, long eyelashes fanned across her face and lips parted. He smiles shyly as he remembers her triumphant win when they went go karting, he loves how competitive she is, he loves everything about her, from the way she makes him feel to her endearing personality. He wants to tell her this but doesn't want things to move too fast. He'd rather they stay in their bubble of this new and beautiful relationship. He doesn't want to ruin something so winsome in so little time as his other relationships have, after they move too quickly.
"Spence," he says gently, caressing her name with his lips. He nuzzles her neck and kisses her cheek to wake her. "You're home my gorgeous girl."
"Oh. Already?" She moans awake.
"Yea. I had a lot of fun today I'm glad you forced us to go out." He smiles.
"I didn't force you!" She exclaims, "I merely offered a suggestion." She says ever so exaggeratedly.
"Of course you didn't dear." Toby says sarcastically. "Come on I'll walk you up."
They stroll slowly into the apartment and up the stairs, not wanting to leave each other's company. When the couple comes to the door, Toby kisses her softly on the lips, and their kids deepens until Spencer pulls away.
"Thank you for today, baby." She says softly with a shy smile.
"Anything for you, I'd drive to California and back if you wanted me to." He says caressing her cheek. "I love spending time with you."
"Is that all you love?" She asks with big eager eyes.
His brow furrows. Does he want to tell her now? Will this ruin what they have? He doesn't want her to be like the others. "Spence…" He says, and with the look in his eyes she just turns and opens her door. "Spencer don't just go!" He exclaims.
"Goodnight, Toby." She says softly and shuts the door. He sighs, regretting not telling her how he really feels. Nonetheless, he starts going back down the steps and is about to be out the out the door until he hears a primeval cry that stops him in his path coming from Spencer's room.
"SPENCER?!" He yells as he quick, fast and in a hurry back up the stairs. " He kicks open the door and finds a person in all black hurling Spencer out of the window.
"Who are you?!" He shouts running towards them, but he's too slow and the perpetrator jumps out of the window himself. He runs to the window but only sees a glimpse of a silver Audi driving away.
"SPENCER!"