Chapter 3
Spencer has left my office, excusing herself by saying that she had to get something out of her car. Now I'm sitting at my desk with Aiden staring at me, trying to figure out my next move.
Trying to ignore the goofy grin Aiden has plastered all over his face.
I also can't stop thinking about what just occurred moments ago between Spencer and myself, replaying the kiss over and over in my head.
How should I act when she returns to my office?
Do I pursue this girl and see where it leads us? Or just act as professional as I can and pretend like I don't want to jump her bones?
We do have a business arrangement after all.
I sure as hell know which one I'd prefer to go with.
Maybe I should play it cool and let Spencer take the lead.
Thinking about Spencer taking the lead sends me off onto an entirely different tangent altogether. Namely Spencer back in my lap, straddling me like before.
Only this time she's naked.
What? You'd be imagining Spencer Carlin naked too, if you had experienced the same pleasurable encounter we just participated in. Her kisses are to die for.
I should really check my pulse. Though, if my heart rate is any indication I'd have to inform you that I am indeed alive and kicking.
Maybe she has changed her mind about us, seeing that Aiden has the worst possible timing ever.
What if she doesn't even come back to me and going out to her car was just an excuse to get the hell away from me?
"Spoil my fun why don't you," I grumble under my breath, staring daggers at my partner.
"What was that Ashley? Oh wait, you have a little lipstick smudge right there," he sniggers, pointing towards my bottom lip.
"Of course I have a lipstick smudge you Douche, I was just making out with the most extraordinarily hot woman on this planet, if you didn't notice. Which I'm sure you did, because YOU are the one who interrupted us!" I can't help but get a little cross with him.
Why is his smirk getting bigger?
"What do you even want fuck face?" I yell at him.
Patience has never been a strong suit of mine.
Sue me.
Whatever excuse he has for barging in on the hottest kiss of my life, is not going to get him out of the payback I have install for him.
I was just about to get my groove on for the first time in the longest time I can possibly even remember, when he showed up.
With the hotness that is Spencer Carlin I might add.
So I can't help but remind you of that, I like to rub it in.
Now I'm stuck in my office with Aiden staring at me, finding all this highly amusing.
Let's just say that he isn't going to be able to get a date for the next, oh let's say, 5 years of his life.
Ha! Take that Aiden.
Don't worry, I have my connections.
I am starting to miss Spencer and the feel of her soft lips upon my own.
I love saying her name.
Spencer Carlin.
Spencer Davies. That has a nicer ring to it don't you think?
What did she need out of her car anyways? Our meeting today was only to discuss which direction I will take this case, planning how to catch out her cheating partner.
How thankful am I right now that her girlfriend can't keep it in her pants?
Oh hell. I don't want to keep it in my pants.
Because of Spencer.
Where was I again? Oh right. Douche bag.
"Well as I told you already. I just wanted to see how your meeting went today, but as I just witnessed, you have everything under control." He winks at me as he turns to leave my office.
"Get lost Aiden, I'll call you later, and you are NOT getting any details, so don't even think about it." I grumble at him, hoping he would take the hint.
"See you on Monday Ash, and yes, I will call you later about this. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." He laughs at me as he leaves my office.
Hopefully he leaves the entire building.
Ok, it's time to focus. I've been in this line of work for a long time now and I'm always calm, cool and collected. That is why I have so many clients and the paycheck I bring home.
Ashley Davies is the epitome of cool. I crack cases and I get the job done.
What can I say? I'm a kick ass PI.
It's alright though. I can do this. Consider this case closed. I don't need anything or anybody to live my life. I've got this under control.
So why has this girl gotten under my skin?
I hope Spencer comes back soon I miss her.
Aiden better not have fucked this up for me.
Moments later I hear my intercom come to life.
What is it with me and interruptions?
"Miss Davies, Spencer Carlin wants to know if she can see you, she has just returned." Kylies' voice is at the other end of the line.
"Let her in Kylie, and please take the rest of the afternoon off. I won't be needing your services until Monday morning," I inform her as I do a happy dance in my chair.
In fact, I think I owe her a 6 month paid vacation.
Spencer didn't run out on me, she's here and she wants to see me.
"Thank you Miss Davies, have a great weekend." With that Kylie is gone.
Yippee!
Let's not get too eager, I have no idea how Spencer is going to react when she comes back in to see me.
Spencer naked straddling my lap, please God let this come true.
OK, so It may be a little bit of wishful thinking, but I know that she was feeling it too when she kissed me earlier. Hell, she even initiated the kiss. I have a feeling the world is on my side right this moment.
Spencer enters my office with a knapsack over her shoulder.
Oh God there she is. Act casual Ashley.
I clear my throat.
"Sorry for the interruption. My partner Aiden, can be a complete moron at times. He hasn't learned the etiquette of knocking." I offer as an excuse, as I see her approaching me again.
What is she pulling out of her bag?
"It's OK. It gave me a chance to retrieve this from my car." Spencer says confidently as she pulls something out of her bag and takes a few more steps towards me.
She grabs my hat off my coat rack and places it on top of her head.
Spencer Carlin would make one hell of a sexy private eye.
You all know she would too.
I rub my eyes, trying to correct my vision to see if maybe my mind is playing tricks on me.
If they're not, then I'm about to embark on the greatest time of my life.
Don't you wish you were me?
Spencer sits the item she is holding onto my desk as she reaches over to me sliding my suspenders off my shoulders and down my arms.
"It's time to get you out of these clothes Miss Davies. You have way too much on and I want to be able to see your body sweat as you make me scream your name over and over again." She whispers this into my ear as she starts to rid me of my attire.
HOLY SHIT!
My pulse quickens as I glance back over towards my desk.
I have two words for you.
"Strap" and "On"
What did I do to deserve this?
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Thanks for all your feedback guys.. I'm so enjoying writing this.. I know we should all be watching South of Nowhere 3B this weekend, but the-N decided to suck instead.