I guess I shall continue with the SpashleyLove

Enjoi.

I love a girl with soft hands. Spencer fits nicely in that category, actually. She's rubbing the back of my hand as it rests on her knee, "Come on, Ash, just tell me." Spencer whines.

"Nope, sir, I cannot and will not." I smile at how cute she sounds when she's being a brat.

"I don't deserve the consideration of knowing where we are headed? What if my mom wants to know? What if she calls the cops on you because she thinks you kidnapped me?" She's just chalk full of ideas tonight.

I laugh as I turn into our unknown area, "You know where we are crazy girl. Remember?"

I move my hand from her knee to put the car in park as she looks around.

"You still don't know?" I ask taking off my seatbelt.

She turns from the window to me, "Is this the place where you first took me? Your beach house?"

I nod, "Mhm. My beach house. You wanna go inside, I got something I wanna show you. If you don't mind of course." I say opening my car door.

She smiles and nods, "Yeah, I would love that. Gonna open my door, too, Casanova?" Spencer says jokingly but I think I should surprise her.

I walk around to her side of the car before she gets the chance to open her door. I open it for her, "You're night of fun begins here, Ms. Carlin."

She giggles, "Don't call me that, that's my mother."

"Ooh, the hottest Carlin of them all…" I say smiling at Spencer as she steps out of the car.

She smacks me on the arm, "Don't ever say that phrase again, please. Or consider yourself a free agent."

I fake a gasp as I close her door behind her, "You wouldn't."

She nods, "I so would. Try me."

Hm, I don't think I should push my luck. I mean I've already gotten lucky with having her as my favorite lady.

I roll my eyes playfully, "Fine. It's all a plot to get you all jealous and hot." I wiggle my eyebrows.

She giggles then intertwines our hands as we walk up toward the house, "Sorry, you fail. Majorly."

"Can't blame me for trying, right?" I'm a hopeful person. So, sue me.

So, we've just been sitting in the living room watching scary movies. And, yes, it's very cliché but Spen keeps dropping her pretty little self in my lap because she's so scary. I've got no qualms about the situation personally. Every time she jumps in my lap she clasp onto my shirt tightly, like she's holding on for dear life. Thank goodness, I didn't want to be the only one. I lose my breath when she's this close.

30 days of night just got over and her breathing has calmed, "Why have we been sitting here on the verge of a heart attack?" she asks looking into my eyes as she's sitting on my lap.

I smirk deviously, "When I get a reaction like this from you? Baby, I don't think that should be a question at all."

She rolls her eyes, "I guess I see you have a valid point."

I nod my head then lean into kiss her on the lips. Right as our lips connect my phone vibrates. I ignore it because I'm starting to enter Spen's mouth with my tongue. She pushes her lips away from me with a smile, "What?" I ask.

"Your phone could be pretty important right now."

I faux think for a second then shake my head and pull her back into me, "Nope."

Rejected. She turns her face so I'm planting a nice one on her cheek, "Ouch."

"Get you phone," she gets up and walks into the kitchen all sexy like. Spencer Ravine Carlin, you tease.

I groan and roll my eyes in frustration then answer my phone without looking at the callerID, "Yellow?" I answer.

"Ashley?" a familiar voice says from the other side of the phone line.

"Last time I checked, what's up?" I'm annoyed. She called me, not the other way around. She should know who this is.

"Har-har-hardly funny. Anyway, what are you doing?"

"I'm spending some alone time with my girlfriend but I can't do that if I'm on the phone with you now can I, Jamie?" sorry, imam little hostile right now but she's keeping me from some grade A action.

I can hear her eyes roll, if that's possible, "Where are you? Have you guys fucked yet? What's the hold up?" My god, my best friend can be pretty vulgar.

"Your mouth needs to be washed with soap. Damn, we're at the beach house. Why are you calling me?" I have to get to the point.

"I'm being a good friend and trying to hang out with my best lesbian friend because I miss how she hit on me. Jeez." Jamie says feigning hurt.

I roll my eyes to her idiocy, "The door is open, there's a cosponsored party at Spencer's house and mine. You're welcome to use my home for your sexual needs since I will not."

Jamie gasps.

Waiting.

Waiting.

"Thanks, I love you!" I think she's a little bit over excited about this, "I wish you luck on your voyage of vag. I'll tell Spence to give it up. Bye." She says quickly then I get a text immediately, ilyilyily! We need to hang out soon, we need to catch up. Get it girl!

I shake my head then throw my phone to the opposite of the couch. Spencer comes back and she sits on my lap, "What was that all about?" she ponders.

With a big smile on my face, "Jamie wanted to know if she could come over. I said yeah."

"She's coming here?" She asks confused and somewhat disappointed.

"Nope. She wants to have sex somewhere so why not somewhere I won't be. She's at my actual house." I reassure her as I wrap my arms around her in a nice little embrace.

"Good," she kisses me on the nose, "I can't be overly cute with you when there's someone else in the room, "it'd be weird."

She's too cute. I could just eat her up. Ahem, "So, what does it take you to be sexy with me?" I wiggle my eyebrows.

Spencer blushes, "Hm. Nothing."

I look confused, "Nothing at all?" I ask.

She shakes her head from side to side, "Nothing at all. Just be you. I like you better that way."

For some reason that makes my heart smile. Seriously, I can feel it in my chest. Idea! "Hey, let me show you something. Wait here."

I politely scoot her to the left of me so I can get up and do this quickly. I run to my room and pick up my oldest and dearest guitar. I keep her here so she stays in tip top shape. And plus its so peaceful out here to write music.

I walks back to her with the guitar in hand, "Don't say anything until I'm done okay?" I speak softly as I sit down on the opposite side of the couch, away from her.

She nods understandingly with a smile on her face.

I position myself and my fingers so I'm comfortable then I clear my throat, "Can we sail Spain? Just me and you open ocean and the bright blue sky above. Well do you want, do you want the moon? I'll get it for you…" I continue singing this song. The whole time I look into her eyes.

The whole time never wanting this moment to end.

Never wanting us to end.

"Give me a dance, she says. Just take my hand, she says. I don't want anything let's make a getaway just me and you, babe. The rest of the world can wait cause I've been waiting for you, oh, I've been waiting for you…"

She's hanging on every word. I hope she knows I mean it.

The song is "Spain" by Between the Trees.

They're pretty good, the vocalist sings beautifully and the lyrics are just as great.

And they happen to be from my state, I'm not biased, they're just good.

So, what do you think?