Part 2: Camping

Toby struggled to pull the sleeping bag from Spencer's car trunk. He yanked on the edge of the sleeping bag, until it sprung out, and Toby almost fell backwards. Spencer was at a cliff, taking pictures of the wildlife around them.

"Um, Spence?"

"Yeah, Toby?"

"Can I get a little help here?" Toby asked, now pulling out a cooler of soda's, beer, and iced coffee for Spencer.

Spencer sighed, walking over to Toby, carefully stepping over the sprawled out sleeping bag.
"What happened here?" Spencer asked, poking the sleeping bag with the tip of her black chucks.

"I swear, that sleeping bag was putting up a fight" Toby joked, setting the cooler down next to Spencer.

Spencer grabbed the tent kit, and threw it over her shoulder, the metal rubbing roughly against her shoulder, which was already bruised from field hockey.

"No, Spencer, I can get that—

"I got it, really" Spencer interrupted, already walking off to the camp site they had found.

Toby shrugged, and dragged the cooler on its wheels in one hand, then carrying the huge dirty sleeping bag in the other, over his shoulder.

Spencer stubbornly carried the tent kit, and heaved it over her shoulder, dropping it onto the floor. Spencer rolled up her button up shirt sleeves, and tied her hair back into a high ponytail with a hair tie. She turned around to see Toby setting down the rest of the gear. He had a smug smile on his face.

"What's so funny?" Spencer asked, breathing uneasy.

"Ha, nothing. You're just so… fierce"

Spencer choked on a laugh, and then she laughed even harder.

"Fierce? Me? No, haha" Spencer was laughing. "That's such a strong word to use on me Cavanaugh" Spencer teased.

Toby chuckled. "Yes, Hastings. You're quite the fierce one"
Spencer turned back around and just laughed quietly, reaching into the tent kit, and yanked out a folded up paper with instructions on it. It only had blurry pictures. Spencer remembered how to make it, well, she hoped she did.

"Umm, I guess I'll pull out the tent, then set up the different poles by size…" Spencer began.

"I got it!" Toby yipped, and ran over to Spencer, kissing her cheek and taking the instructions from her hand softly.

Spencer blushed at her boyfriend, but wasn't going to let him get away with this.

"Do you even know how to make a tent?" Spencer asked.

"I've seen my dad make one, I've got it" Toby said confidently. Spencer rolled her eyes, and started unpacking the tent. She pulled out the different poles and then the picks that kept the tent in the ground. There was also a yellow hammer.

"Why don't you go have a look around?" Toby considered.

"Sure" Spencer piped up.

"But, uh, don't go too far, I mean, just be careful" Toby said, his protective voice shadowing his sweet, kind one.

"Yes sir" Spencer said, and began walking off, her camera around her neck picture ready.

Spencer turned to see Toby beginning to arrange the different poles on different sides of the tent, and she turned back around, and began walking around the trees.

She noticed some small animals like lizards and squirrels. Nothing dangerous. Spencer continued walking, the sight of Toby disappearing. She was feeling a little bit uncomfortable not being able to see Toby. This was supposed to be the part where a crazy man jumps out and hacks her to pieces with a chainsaw. But there was nothing. Of course, cause there wasn't no crazy man with a chainsaw. Spencer brushed off the thought, and began taking pictures of simple things, like some small orange leaves that were lying on the ground, a few pictures of crows flying from tree to tree. Spencer soon found herself completely bored. Well, not bored. But she just felt like she kept seeing the same things over and over again.

Spencer began to turn around and head back, and she could see the glow of her gray car. She walked towards it, ducking around trees, and began to walk back over to Toby. He already had half of the tent up.

"Wow. You definitely do have it" Spencer joked, rubbing Toby's shoulder. Toby wiped off the sweat on his forehead. It wasn't hot out, probably 82 degrees, but he had set up a whole half of a huge tent in 15 minutes.
"Yeah, I'll probably be done in ten more minutes"

"Toby, I'll get the rest. Here, give me the hammer" Spencer said, holding her hand out.

Toby sighed, but placed the hammer in her hand.

"And here's the picks" Toby added, placing those in her hand as well. Spencer smiled, walked over to the other side of the tent.

Toby hadn't left much work left to do; Spencer only had to hammer down the ends of the tent.

"Okay, now let's just drag all of this stuff into the tent" Spencer breathed out, and felt a slight wind blow past her, and she closed her eyes, breathing in the pine scent of the wilderness. She felt Toby's arms snake around her waist. She could feel Toby's gaze on her neck.

Later, Spencer and Toby had dragged all of their belongings into the huge tent. Spencer was exhausted, a huge AP French final was done today, and she felt like her brain was fried.

Spencer lied down on the huge air mattress Toby had blown up with a pump, and snuggled into a fetal position. She heard Toby laugh at her.

"What are you doing?" Toby asked.

"Sleeping" Spencer replied blankly.

Toby sat next to her, lying next to her. "Already? It's only, like, 7" Toby said, his arm over her waist.

"Really?" Spencer asked, looking at Toby over her shoulder.

"Yeah… and, I brought"

Toby reached into a gray bag—

"Marshmallows!"

Spencer laughed, and took them from him.

"Please tell me you know how to make a fire too?" Spencer said, a pouty tone coming out.

"Please! I can make a huge bonfire if you'd like" Toby replied enthusiastically.

"Yeah, but don't burn down the whole forest" Spencer laughed, swiping away Toby's face from hers.

"Well, you know I can't control that—

Toby whispered into her ear,

"I am pretty hot"

Spencer was about to protest, but Toby leaned into her, kissing her lips. Toby had almost forgotten how soft and plush her pink, rosy lips were, and it brought him joy to taste her sweet coffee taste again. He pressed into her with his body, bringing them close in the bare night. She felt his hands roam around her stomach, and then his hand slipped behind her back, touching a small spot on her that sent shivers up her spine. Spencer roamed her hands through Toby's hair, pushing his mouth deeper into hers where their tongues touched. Spencer let out a moan, feeling Toby's free hand stroked up her calf, dangerously close to her mid section. Toby easily slipped himself between Spencer's legs, kissing her nose, and then trailing himself down her throat, Spencer shutting her eyes. Every touch of his lips on her glowing skin sent spirals of pleasure through her; she kept fidgeting with each of Toby's small movements. The only sound in the night was her small moans, the small sound of their kisses, and the crickets humming from outside, deep in the forest. Toby was amazed out how well this was going, she felt so calm, and at ease. Toby kissed the space that wasn't her neck, but not exactly on her chest, and Spencer threw her hands onto Toby's back, pulling him back up to face her, her shaking hands coiled on the back of his gray shirt.

"Now you're hot" Spencer whispered seductively. She bit Toby's bottom lip gently, but it turned him on even more. He pressed himself into her, stronger, but he felt Spencer hesitate underneath him. He pulled himself up, more protective then seductive. He stared at her face, what was once blushing with hormones, now pale with worry and thoughtfulness.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked his voice shaky.

"Umm… it's not that… Just, it feels too easy" Spencer replied, sitting up and looking down. Toby touched Spencer's thigh gently, rubbing soothing circles onto her.

"What do you mean?" Toby didn't understand.

"I mean, with –A… no tricks, no texts, no nothing"

"Maybe, we should just be glad that there's nothing" Toby whispered in her ear. But he could feel her still shake.

"Look, Spence. I love you. I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want to do. If you want to stop—

Spencer kisses Toby, hard.

"No. You're right. Let's just focus on us" Spencer said, shaking off the uneasy thoughts.

Toby still was still, concerned. But the way she was looking at him now, like she needed him right now, as if she couldn't live without his touch, it was empowering, passionate. And he knew what he was going to do, what she wanted him to do.

Toby pulls her to him, holding her against him.

"I love you Toby" Spencer says, quietly, but her voice is strong.

"I love you, Spencer, so much" Toby pulls away, and looks at Spencer. The tense moment breaks when Spencer kisses Toby on the lips, leaning back into the white pillows.

Toby leans over her, kissing her cheek, then her neck. Spencer's breathing became heavy, and she closed her eyes, thinking of nothing else but Toby's lips on her skin.