If you think that a kiss is all in the lips
C'mon, you it it all wrong man.
And if you think that our dance was all in the hips,
Oh well, then do the twist.
If you think holding hands is all in the fingers
Grab hold of the soul where the memory lingers.
Table 8 (Part Two)
"What's up sweet cheeks?"
I turn my head to look at Madison weirdly. "Don't."
"Yeah, I wasn't feelin' it either." She says seriously.
It had been four days since Madison and I catered that wedding. Four days since that totally hot and sexy brunette photographer slipped me her card and dazzled me out of the few wits I actually had left. I hadn't called her yet because I was too nervous. What would I say? Hi, um, wanna g-go out with me? Because you are extremely sexy. Yes, that would work wonders. I also hadn't told Madison what had happened in the coatroom yet. It slipped my mind.
Lie.
Of course it hadn't slipped my mind. It was basically all I thought about.
"Too bad you never got that photographer's phone number." She muses as she flips through a magazine. "What was her name, Ashley?"
"Oh yeah, Ashley." I say quietly. "Actually-"
"Yeah, I know, you got her card." Madison says, giving me an evil glare.
"How'd you know?" I ask her.
"That card has been sitting on your dresser for the last four days Spence."
"What were you doing looking on my dresser?" I put my hands on my hips and cock my eyebrow at her. It's not like I'm actually mad. We're roommates and practically go into each others rooms all the time.
"I needed five bucks okay. So, are you gunna call her?" Madison says quickly.
I shrug. "I was thinking about it. I mean, what should I say?" I take a seat next to her on the couch.
"Just, call and say hi. You've been really busy lately, but you'd love to get together sometime." She says as I stare blankly at her. "Can you handle that?"
"Can you help me?" I ask weakly.
Madison shakes her head. "God Spence. I swear, if you weren't so cute you would so be out of luck."
I jump up and smile. "Thank you, thank you." I run to get my cell phone and Ashley Davies' card and situate myself back on the couch facing Madison. I just hold the two important things in my hand.
"You can start by dialing the number." Madison says, rolling her eyes.
"Right. Good." I say. I fumble with my cell phone and try to get my hands to stop shaking. When I kind of do, I dial the numbers and wait. The phone rings three times before it is answered. And I know it's her by her husky voice. I get frazzled by her just saying her own name.
"Ashley Davies."
"Um, hi, Ashley. I don't know if you remember me, but I'm Spencer Carlin, from-"
Ashley interrupts me and I hear the smile in her voice. "The wedding. Waitress Spencer, I was wondering when you might call."
I've been busy. How are you? Madison mouths to me.
"Yeah." I chuckle a little bit but then kind of cough on the spit that has formed in my mouth. "I've been pretty busy. How are you?"
"Better now." She says, and I think her voice got deeper. I widen my eyes at Madison and she just rolls hers. "How are you?"
I'm good, but I'd be better if I could get into your pants like I so desperately want to. Madison mouths and I start to say that but then stop and glare at her, hard.
"I'm good. Um, I was wondering if you wanted to get together sometime?" I say tentatively, glancing at Madison. She gives me two thumbs up.
"That sounds great cutie. How 'bout you meet me at the park on Main Street tomorrow night. Seven o'clock?" Her voice flows smoothly and there is not one crack in it. It's kind of mesmerizing, and of course incredibly sexy. I bet phone sex with this girl would be awesome.
Oh my God. Did I just think about having phone sex with a girl I haven't even gone out with yet while I'm still on the phone with her?
"That sounds perfect." I say as evenly as I can. I close my eyes, even though that will not make the blush on my face disappear. Ashley can't even see it though. So it doesn't matter.
"Awesome. See you then Spencer Carlin." Ashley says happily and then the phone hangs up.
"Yeah." I croak out even though the line is dead. I shut my cell phone slowly.
"So?" Madison asks.
"We're going out tomorrow night."
"What would you do without me, Spence?" Madison says with a laugh.
"Probably be a normal person." I retort.
"Perhaps, sweet cheeks. Perhaps."
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It is a half an hour before I am supposed to meet Ashley and I am flipping out. I've changed my outfit so many different times, the whole contents of my small closet are on my bed. I don't even know if this is a date. Is it? It feels like it. Well, I feel like it. All the nervousness and giddiness and excitement. We're getting together. What does that mean. Would I be kind of a hoe if I slept with her on the first date?
These are the things running through my mind at the moment.
"So." Madison says as she appears in m doorway. "Should I be gone, you know, if you two come back here?"
I turn to face her and scrunch my eyebrows together. "I, I don't know. No, I don't think so."
Madison shrugs. "I think you might be giving too much away on the first date." She must be commenting about how I only have jeans and a bra on.
"I don't know what shirt to wear!" I yell out in frustration. I pull at my hair and Madison comes to my side.
"Okay, okay. Chill out. I'll help you. Jesus, you must really like this chick, you've never been like this before." Madison says seriously as she digs through the clothes on my bed. I sit down, clearing a space for my ass.
"I know. I do. I'm just nervous."
"Don't be. She obviously really likes you. Or she just wants to screw you."
I sigh. "Thanks Madison."
"Here, wear this. It brings out those baby blues." She throws me a blue long-sleeved shirt. "And wear that cute, light jacket you have. You'll look great."
"Thanks." I breathe as I pull on the shirt. I grab the jacket and get my purse together.
"Now go, you're gunna be late. Don't be nervous, Spence. You'll be fine. Good luck." Madison says with a smile as she kisses my cheek and pushes me out the door.
When I get to the park, I am right on time. I sit on a bench right by the gates and wait. It's a gorgeous night out. The sky is all pink, the sun not totally set yet. I'm glad it's not too chilly. I wait about ten minutes and that's when I see Ashley walking swiftly to where I'm sitting. When she sees me, she grins wide.
As she gets closer, I can't help notice how gorgeous she looks. Her grey pants are tight, and her black vest makes her look so sexy, as do the necklaces she has trailing down her neck and chest.
"I'm so sorry I'm late, Spencer. I had this client and he just wouldn't leave." She says apologetically as she gives me a warm hug. I smell her. And I smile.
"That's alright. You might have to make it up to me, though." I give her a playful smile.
Her eyebrow rises. "I can do that." I nod. And just stare at her, trying not to check her out too intently. "Alright, come on. I wanna do something." Ashley says excitedly as she grabs my hand and leads me into the park.
I like her hand in mine. It feels warm and most of all she makes me feel really safe and tingly. Two things that, in my experience, are quite hard to find. Yes, I will be planning our wedding shortly.
We stop in the middle of a grassy area, with some trees and benches around. The sun is setting, so the sky is an intense shade of orange, yellow, and pink all mixed together. We're kind of on a hill, too, so it makes it even more beautiful.
"Okay." Ashley says, as she turns around to face me with a smile on her face. "It's like, a really beautiful night out. And you're gorgeous Spencer. And you look especially cute tonight."
I blush severely. "I think anything is better than that white shirt and black pants with stains on them."
Ashley chuckles and shakes her head. "Maybe, but still." She pushes a piece of blonde hair behind my ear gently. Her finger skims my skin for a second and I erupt into goosebumps. "So remember I told you about how I'm trying to put a collection together?"
"Yeah." I nod, looking at her curiously.
"Well, it's kind of got this sunset theme to it. And I've been trying to complete it, but I haven't found anything worth shooting."
"Oh." Is all I say.
Ashley smiles. "Until now. You want to? You don't have to, I just, I think you would be perfect." She says nervously. This is the first time I've heard her be anything but confident. It's adorable. Absolutely adorable.
"I would love to help you." I say quietly and give her a smile.
"Awesome." She looks like a giddy little kid and I can't help but laugh. She hits my shoulder playfully. "Don't laugh at me." She chuckles. "Okay, you don't even have to do anything, just sit."
"I can sit!" I say with a smile. Maybe a little too excitedly. I'm feeling more at ease.
Ashley chuckles as she gets her camera out of her bag. "You're adorable. Okay, go sit in the middle of the grass, you goofy girl."
I laugh and walk past a few trees and benches and take a seat in the grass. I face her and look up into the very pretty sky, but then focus my attention back to the very pretty girl just a few feet away from me.
Ashley was right, I didn't have to do anything. I just sat there and she snapped a few pictures of me. I never thought myself photogenic, but she assured me I look extremely pretty with the sun behind me. I stretch my legs out in front of me and look up into the sky. I sneeze once and Ashley laughs at me before saying Bless you.
There is one instance where Ashley starts to walk away from me, and I get nervous. But then I hear her laughing hard and I know she's just joking.
"Hey!" I yell, laughing as I get up to chase after her.
She moves a bit faster away from me, still laughing.
"I'm kidding, kidding." She laughs as I shove her shoulder with mine.
"Not funny Ashley." I smile slyly at her and go back to my spot in the grass.
When she has taken a couple more pictures, the sun is set and the lamp posts are providing us a yellowish light. Ashley walks over to me and snaps a quick picture of my face before she kneels on her knees in the space between my legs. She's not touching me, but she's close.
"Hey, I never said you could take a picture of my face." I laugh.
"But what am I going to start my Spencer Carlin shrine with?" She asks seriously.
"Shut up." I chuckle. "You better be kidding, or I'm leaving right now."
"Well, I'm definitely kidding." She answers softly. Her eyes flick down to her camera and she looks at it for a moment. "You wanna see?"
I nod and lean towards her as she shifts to my side so I can see the camera. Every picture is perfectly taken. I'm no photography expert, but I could never take pictures like those. Some of them even have different coloring. More intricate things than just Sepia.
"Wow." I breathe out as she clicks her camera off and places it to her side. "Those are really amazing Ashley."
She just shrugs. "I had a good subject. A gorgeous subject actually."
I blush and thank the darkness for covering most of it. "Well, it was hard to concentrate with such a pretty girl taking pictures of me." I commend myself for my compliment but still duck my head.
"Thanks." She says shyly. It makes me smile at her. "And you're very photogenic. Except maybe for that one I got of you sneezing."
"You did not." I deadpan.
"Oh, it's going in my private collection."
I hit her arm lightly and laugh. "Don't you dare."
Ashley chuckles lightly and her eyes meet mine. They kind of glow in the dim light outside. Her hand comes up to play with the collar of my jacket. Even though her fingers aren't on my skin, I can basically feel them touching the collar. Feel her pretty eyes looking right into mine. Feel the heat from her body traveling to my own.
She pulls on the collar gently to bring my face a bit closer to her own. "Don't worry, you look beautiful in all of them." She whispers quietly.
I can't help that my eyes travel down to her lips. Lips that are pink and look incredibly soft and wet. "Sweet talker." I mumble.
Part of her hand touches the skin on my neck lightly and she pulls me just a fraction closer. I can feel her breathe and see her eyelashes.
"Is it working?" She asks in a raspier voice.
"Maybe." I murmur right before she tugs the collar of my jacket to her so that our lips finally connect in a sweet and sensual kiss. Probably the best first kiss I have ever experienced.
Her hand slides to the back of my neck and plays with the hair there. It makes me tingle and hold back a moan. I steady myself by placing a hand on her thigh. I feel her teeth bite my bottom lip gently before smoothing her tongue over it. When I let her in, I her a slight moan come out of her mouth. It's one of the best sounds I have ever had the pleasure of hearing. It makes my whole body light on fire.
Her hand brings me impossibly closer to her. My other hand grabs a bunch of her vest as I continue to lose my breath over her talented mouth.
Before pulling away, Ashley gives me a soft kiss on the side of my mouth.
"Wow." She breathes. Her eyes are still closed. "You are addicting."
"I could say the same for you." I smile, finally seeing her eyes open.
"Mmm." She puts her nose against my cheek and nuzzles it sweetly. I feel a feather-like kiss given to my probably flushed cheek. "We should probably go to dinner."
"I guess." I say, feeling like I could just sit in this park with her for the whole night.
"Come on." She gets up from the grass and reaches her hand out to me. "The park is dangerous at night. I'll protect you, though." She gives me a cheeky smile.
I just shake my head and laugh. "Confident, are we?"
"Well duh. Haven't you noticed?" She says seriously. I just take her soft hand in mine as we walk out of the park.
We make it through a successful dinner. I blubber and stutter only a minimal amount and manage to make Ashley laugh. It might be at me, but still. That counts for something. Ashley is charming and sweet and everything I already knew she was. She's playfully cocky and I love it. She's also incredibly smart, besides form being talented and totally gorgeous. Through a game we played called Love It of Hate It, we find out that we both love Friends, Brand New, George Clooney, Spiermint gum, and oranges. We also find out we both hate Table 8 (which she only agreed to hate after I forced her to), peanut butter, spiders, Bon Jovi, and aliens.
Even though I struggle to pay, Ashley still insists. Right now, we are in her apartment. She has told me, fortunately, that her roommates are not home. One is with her parents and the other is somewhere like, Thailand or Guam, I think she said.
"How do you not like Family Feud?" I ask Ashley as we sit down on her couch. She hands me a drink and I smile as a thank you.
"I don't know. They're just so stupid."
"They're under pressure!" I chuckle and give her a look.
"I'm just saying, I would be way better on that show. And plus, how can you hate Cher? You can't hate her, it's like illegal."
I shrug. "She's annoying. Do you believe in life after love? That just doesn't make sense."
Ashley laughs in a husky tone that almost makes my eyes glaze over. "Come'ere."
I shift over a little bit to her until she reaches her hand to pull on my shirt. Her nose comes again to my cheek to nuzzle it like she did in the park. It sends electricity throughout my body. "Ashley." I whimper just a little bit. And then I feel her lips come softly on mine. Her hand rubs my side while I put my arms around her neck and pull her closer.
Our kiss gets heated quickly and somehow she fandangles us smoothly so that she is hovering over me while my back is pressed into the soft cushions of her couch. And I am quite sure I have never been so turned on in my entire life.
Her magical lips move to kiss my neck. Kiss it, nip it, lick it lightly. A strangled moan makes its way out of my mouth. Her hands are under my shirt, rubbing my stomach softly. And when I lift up my hips to meet hers she groans into the flesh of my neck.
I cannot get enough of her. She tastes amazing. She smells amazing. She looks amazing. And she is just amazing in general.
Our couch make-out session gets extremely heavy until she surprisingly starts to become gentler and slow down. I was actually just about to do that too. I really like her, and I didn't want to sleep with her yet. Well, that's a lie. But I restrain myself.
"I, God I-" Ashley says into my neck. But she doesn't say anything else and she's breathing quite heavily.
"I know." I say softly as I thread my fingers through her curls. I rub her head lightly and she rests her chin on my chest.
"Mmm." She makes a sound and her eyes are just half-lidded. I meet her dark brown eyes with my own and smile at her. "God, you feel so good. " My heart goes to mush at her words and I am sure there is a goofy smile on my face. She lifts her head up slightly to see me better. "Can I walk you home?"
"Definitely." I tell her. I really don't want to leave her, but I know it's probably for the best that I do.
"Can I see you again?" Ashley asks softly me when we get to my door.
I smile wide at her. "Yeah, I would like that."
She nods. "Good." Her arms wrap me up in a hug and it makes me feel warm and happy. She gives my cheek a kiss and then my lips an even sweeter kiss before she leaves. Before she goes around the corner she winks at me.
I wave my hand and smile at the girl who is already stealing my heart.
To Be Continued...