"Oh, no thanks. It really isn't a big deal." Spencer declined, shaking the shock off and letting her good reason take over. She'd heard too many horror stories about the woman standing before her to even consider letting the rock star buy her coffee. She attempted to move past her but Ashley blocked her path, a grin in place.
"Come on, I refuse to take no for an answer. At least let me buy your coffee." Her sexy voice, her deep eyes, and her teasing grin made Spencer suddenly forget about everything she'd heard over the last six months as she assented with a slight nod. "Excellent. I need to replace mine anyways. I seem to have lost it." The blonde chuckled and Ashley smiled at her as they walked towards the counter. Spencer was a bit behind the rock star and it gave her the opportunity to observe her. The woman was shorter than Spencer had expected, maybe two or three inches shorter than herself. But what really surprised Spencer was Ashley's beauty. Sure, she'd seen posters and videos and every other type of media on the star but they had all just tried to exemplify the girl's sexiness and while she had plenty of that, Ashley was just naturally beautiful. "What would you like, milady?" She asked, turning around and smirking when she caught the blonde checking her out.
"A white chocolate mocha with an extra shot please." Spencer answered quickly, a slight pink tint covering her face.
"Two please, grande" Ashley requested before handing the barista her card. "So, what's your name?" The brunette asked, as the two walked towards the end of the counter to wait for their drinks.
"Spencer Carlin,"
"Spencer Carlin, it's nice to meet you, I'm Ashley." The blonde stuck out her hand to fill the waiting one that Ashley was holding out but she was surprised when instead of shaking it the rock star brought the hand to her lips. That pink tint suddenly covered the blonde's features again. "Do you have somewhere to be?"
"Well actually my friend is meeting me here in like five minutes."
"Perfect! That gives me five minutes at least." Her smirk was killing Spencer's common sense and she did her best to hide her smile but by the spark Ashley got in her eyes she saw it anyways. "If you want to get out of that shirt my house is only ten minutes away." She suggested, making Spencer laugh again.
"I think I'll survive." The blonde answered, reaching out to take her coffee as the man called her name. "Thanks for the coffee Ashley but I should be going."
"I thought you were meeting your friend here?" She questioned, catching Spencer in her attempt to get away.
"Oh, well yeah…" Then, staring into those warm, amused eyes, Spencer Carlin was hit with a brilliant idea. How better to help her ladies than to get to know Ashley Davies? She had heard enough stories to know that the rock star didn't give up easily. She would frequently keep chasing until her latest fling would finally give in. And then, just like all the other times, she would disappear. This would be fantastic research. And even though she tried not to admit it, Ashley Davies intrigued Spencer Carlin. She wanted to know everything about the star, find out exactly why she was the way she was. And since she knew that Ashley wouldn't stick around, it would be easy not to get emotionally involved and therefore ruin her research with bias. If she could figure out Ashley Davies maybe she could help all those sad, crying women that came in every week. She grinned, her mind made up as she took a sip of her coffee and stepped closer to the brunette. Spencer Carlin was going to blow the lid off of the mysterious Ashley Davies.