My attacker flips a dim lamp on and proceeds to straddle my hips after they push me onto a bed. Blonde hair cascades all around me as she leans down to my ear and whispers, "Better late than never, Ash."

And then her lips are all over me.

Part Two

We've been lying here for a while now. Our naked bodies pressed together in the most delicious of ways.

We aren't speaking.

We are just bathing in the afterglow of what was MY most earth shattering orgasm ever.

I've never felt feelings like this before.

I'd like to think that it is the same for her. Is it though? Am I just a one night thing to her? Do I mean nothing to her?

Before I can really start to panic and bolt out of the bed, a pair of soft lips capture mine. She kisses me slowly, and gently, pulling back just to lightly peck my lips again.

"What are you thinking of so strongly about?" She tightens her arms around me, pulling me more into her warm body.

I sigh and press my face into her chest. I think of lying and saying nothing, but I feel wrong even thinking of lying to this beautiful creature.

"I uh…was just thinking that I've never felt…this way with anyone." I can feel my face get hot with a blush. She sighs and my head rises and falls with her breathing.

"Well I was thinking about how lovely you made me feel walla go…and I get what you mean¸ Ash. I'm there too." I smile against my beautiful angel's soft skin and then stop when I think of something.

"Spencer?"

"Yes, Ashley?" She recognizes the serious tone in my voice, so she respectfully uses her serious voice also.

"I'm scared…I'm afraid of losing my friends, but I want to be with you, Spence." I look into her stormy blues and I see concern, understanding, and love. I see love in Spencer Carlin's eyes and those beautiful gems are aimed at me.

Spencer loosens her grip on me and starts running her hands up and down my sides, calming me.

"I want to be with you too, and I'm scared just like you. But at least now, we can be scared together…Glen knows about me and he is ok with it…I hope that eases your mind a little..." She presses a kiss to my temple and proceeds to wrap her arms around me again.

"It does, thank you." I catch the bright red numbers of the clock out of the corner of my eye.

1:14 A.M.

"It's late, so I guess I'll go and see y-" As soon as I sit up in the bed, strong tanned arms pull me back down.

"Your sexy behind is staying with me tonight, no objections." I laugh and say, "I have no quarrel with that. I'd stay here with you forever if you let me." She laughs and kisses my lips.

"I'm serious about that." I say with my eyebrows raised. She just keeps on laughing, though.

"I know you are and that makes me so happy. I promise you that you will be seeing me a lot more from now on. Glen might get jealous." She says waggling her eyebrows suggestively. I cringe.

"Okay, WHOA now. Glen wouldn't get jealous; he knows we are just friends." As I say this I wonder if maybe Glen would get jealous. That would be so awkward. And so not cool.

Spencer laughs again and says, "Well he talks about you a lot. I wouldn't put it past him to get jealous, but he can get over it because YOU my darling are all mine." She punctuates her statement with her lips moving deliciously against mine. I happily comply by kissing her back fiercely.

Soon I can't breathe anymore and pull away and lock my eyes on hers. She smiles goofily at me, which makes me break out into an idiotic grin.

"I'm yours, Spencer Carlin. So it's cool if I call you mine?" I smirk at her as I sit up to straddle her hips. Her hands find my hips easily and my skin is on fire everywhere that her skin is touching mine.

Her hands slither down to grasp my ass and I gasp.

"You better call me yours, Davies." She growls out, and once again I am tangled up in everything that is Spencer.

And she is mine.

THE END.