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Wow 40 chapters. Never thought this story would make it this far. Thank you all for the support. 3

This chapter is dedicated to my cheeky lady friend ;)

I own nothing but my crazy imagination and the extremely awesome Gram, Miranda, Casey and Alyssa

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"Mother it's good to see you." She hugged the older blonde woman and she hugged her back but her cold eyes never left mine.

"And you are?" She turned to ask me as soon as she pulled out of Spencer's arms.

"It's nice to meet you Mrs. Carlin. I'm Ashley, Ashley Davies." I stood tall and reached out my hand.

It surprised me when she took it and I shook her hand firmly.

She was still looking at me with her cold and murderous eyes. I tried not to gulp but it came anyway.

She wouldn't let go of my hand and I was starting to freak out. She tightened her grip and I winced.

"Mother when did you get home?" Spencer asked. Her mother never looked away but she did let go of my hand. I held it in my other hand, surprised that it wasn't broken.

"Well I was in Chicago for a meeting. I was set to come home next weekend but I heard my daughter was home so I cut my time in Chicago short." Lucky us.

"So Ashley, Ashley Davies can you explain to me what it is I just walked in on?" Oh shit!

"Mom maybe we can talk about this at home." Spencer tried to get her mother's attention but she wasn't looking away from me.

"Spencer you have decided that you don't need to tell your mother what is going on in your life so don't try to start now. I am asking Ashley."

"Uh." Shit.

She smirked. The bitch smirked. I shouldn't say bitch because I barely know her but she just smirked at me, probably sensing that I was intimidated by her. I was more than intimidated. I was about to pee my fucking pants.

"Paula why don't we go home and then we can all chat over some coffee and tea." Thank you Mr. C.

"Or liquor." She whispered when she finally turned away. She didn't say anything else. She just started walking towards the exit.

"So that's your mom huh?" I asked a nervous looking Spencer.

"Yeah. I'm sorry Ash."

"Why?" I laughed. "Because your mom almost made me pee my pants?" I don't know what it was about her but damn was I almost terrified.

"She's not that bad….most of the time." Glen said putting him arm around my shoulder.

"We should go. I want to get this over with." Spencer grabbed my hand and we walked out of the club.

It was about a half hour drive back to the house. For the first 10 minutes it was silent. Spencer turned the radio up when we got into the car. I don't think she wanted to talk.

Finally I turned it down and turned to face her.

"Sooo, how do you think she is going to take the news?"

"I don't know and I don't know if I'm ready to find out." She replied without taking her eyes off the road.

"It can't be that bad."

"You don't know my mother." I don't think I want to either.

"That's because every time I bring her up you don't want to talk about her or you change the subject."

"My mother is a complicated woman. I would rather not try to explain her." Uh does she remember my mother? Okay my mother wasn't complicated. Just a bitch.

"Try. Please. I would like to know at least a tad bit of what I am going to be confronted with when we get to the house." Like whether or not I should grab the tire-iron out of the trunk for protection.

She sighed and then ran a hand through her hair.

"My mother and I haven't been close for years. Since I was about 16 to be exact."

"What happened?"

"I found out she cheated on my dad. Turns out she had been for a while and he even knew."

"What?" Can I call her a Bitch now?

"I guess they, they fell out of love and she didn't want to try again so they separated but had no plans of divorcing."

"Why not? Why not just get divorced? Did they stay together for you kids?"

"Yes and no. My mother was raised catholic and divorce is prohibited."

"And cheating isn't?"

She laughed. "I guess my mother has her own beliefs. But no-one outside the family knows about her infidelity so she just continues to act like the perfect wife. The perfect wife who is never home."

"What about your dad?"

"He believes that one day they will find their way back into each other's hearts. That one day she will find herself again. She'll become who she used to be when they first fell in love."

"Until then, what? He just lives a lie. Alone." I felt really horrible for Mr. C.

"I don't know. He's loyal. Whether she deserves it or not." Sounds like someone else I know.

"So tell me the truth…is she going to pull me out of the house by my hair when she finds out?" For some reason that image was repeating itself in my head.

She laughed again. "No probably not."

"But don't worry, if she tries I'll protect you." She placed her hand over mine and gave me an adoring smile. I wasn't worried. Nothing could touch us. Nothing and no-one. Not even Spencer's crazy-scary mother.

When pulled up to the house right behind Glen. He pulled Miranda upstairs to play video games. I was so happy that she made a connection with Glen. It was so sweet.

We walked into the living room and my heart stopped for a minute. This is it, I told myself.

She was sitting on the couch and he was sitting on the arm right next to her. I noticed the small glass holding an amber liquid. Scotch maybe. She was spinning it slowly in her hands. When we walked in her eyes followed me and once again she was glaring at me. Spencer definitely takes after her father. Even when Spencer glared at me her eyes were warm and inviting. Paula's were empty and rejecting and just plain frightening.

We sat down on the couch across from them. When I looked up she cleared her throat and finally looked away.

I was done being intimidated. I had to show her I wasn't scared of her. Even though I clearly was.

"So does someone want to tell me what the hell is going on?" She asked finally looking at Spencer but then returning to me.

"Ashley is my girlfriend mother. What you walked in on at the bar was me …kissing my girlfriend." Wow. I didn't expect her to just blurt it out. That's my girl.

Paula's eyes were now open wide. Her mouth slightly parted. She raised the glass of scotch to her mouth and downed it in one long pull.

She then handed the glass to Mr. C. "I'm going to need more."

I felt Spencer's warm, soft hand slide into mine and couldn't stop the grin that no doubt spread across my lips. Take that dragon lady.

"Spencer. I don't understand. You are not gay." Ha. Could've fooled me.

"Mother you don't understand. This is who I am. This is who I love." She looked over at me and smiled.

"Since when? What about Aiden? Did you even love him?" She was now standing up and a little too close for my liking. Where's that damn tire-iron?

"Of course I loved Aiden. I will always love him. But he's gone. And I have moved on with my life. I didn't expect this but it happened and I am so thankful that it did. I'm happy mother. So unbelievably happy."

I squeezed her hand. She gave me another Spencer smile.

"What am I supposed to say to this Spencer?" She sat back down and sighed.

"You don't have to say anything. It doesn't matter. Nothing you do or say could have any effect whatsoever on what we have. We love each other wholeheartedly and that's not going to change." Awe. I love her so much.

"So it doesn't matter to you what I think? Or how I feel?" Her voice was a little shaky.

"No it doesn't. If you wanted a daughter that cared about how you felt and what you thought then you should have been a better mother. One that I could respect. But we all know that your job has always come first. You haven't been part of my life because you chose not to be. Luckily I have Gram and an amazing father." She shared a quick look with her dad that showed the obvious appreciation that they had for each other. Instantly I thought of my dad and how much I missed him.

"I can't believe this. My only daughter, my little girl …" She raised her voice.

Spencer interrupted her. "I'm not a little girl anymore and I haven't been your little girl in very long time." Spencer's voice lowered and cracked at the last part. I squeezed her hand.

I saw something change in her mother's face. A look of sadness, guilt, confusion, regret.

Mr. C. finally handed her the glass of scotch and she downed it just as fast as the first one. Then without so much as a word she stood up from the couch and walked out of the room. The steps creaked as she walked up them and then we heard a door slam.

"Well she took that better than I thought she would." Spencer said looking over at her dad.

"Yeah, she did." He agreed.

"You think I was too harsh?" I know it was hard for her to say those things to her mom and I was shocked to hear it. It's no wonder she didn't ever want to talk about her.

"No, she needed to hear all of that Spence." He started walking towards us and she stood up to meet him. They pulled each other into a hug and he whispered "I'm so proud of you."

When they pulled apart they both turned to me and held out their hands. I took them and suddenly I was engulfed in a three way hug.

"So how about that tea?" Tea actually sounds good, with a nice shot of whiskey. I'm still shakin' in my boots a bit. Mama Carlin can be one scary woman.

After tea with Mr. C. and a quick stop at Gram's we headed to the condo. It was nearly midnight but neither of us was ready to call it a night. We both had had a stressful day and I decided to run a warm bath for us. I got in first and scooted back so Spencer could sit in front of me. I still was not used to getting to see her perfect naked body and my reaction caused her to chuckle.

"Are you ever going to stop looking at me like that?" She said while stepping into the tub and lowering herself in between my legs.

"Nope." When she was finally settled I kissed her cheek.

"Good because I love the way you look at me." She turned her head and kissed me softly on my lips. I moaned quietly into her mouth. Her warm lips were on mine, her back pressing into my front, I was so fucking lucky.

"You were amazing tonight Spence."

"Oh yeah. When? When I was serenading you or when I told my mother I couldn't care less what she thought?" She snorted.

"Both times. I was so surprised when you got up on that stage and to be honest a little scared too." We both laughed. "But you rocked that stage baby."

"It really does mean a lot what you did. No one has ever done anything like that for me. Thank you Spence." I kissed her cheek again.

"Awe. You're welcome Ash. I was pretty nervous at first but I think the 3 drinks helped."

"Uh try 4 Spence and don't think I didn't notice you down that shot before you jumped on stage."

She laughed again. I don't think I could ever get tired of hearing that sound. Which was a good thing considering I planned on making her smile and laugh for….ever.

"It was worth it Ash. To see you smile. It was all worth it. Including the part with my mother."

"Spence I really thought your mom was going to kill me. If looks could kill…yikes." I will never fully get the look on her face out of my mind.

"She just likes to intimidate people. She's harmless." Yeah, about as harmless as a lion on the prowl and I think I would rather face the lion.

"So what now?" Paula was probably planning my murder by now.

"I don't know. She'll either accept me as who I am and my relationship with you or she won't. If she doesn't than I guess she is completely out of my life." Her voice cracked again.

"I'm sorry Spence." I knew I shouldn't be but I was.

"I'm not and you shouldn't be either. I love you. I'm so happy that your cocky and may I say very sexy ass decided to grace us with you wonderful presence that day in class. I just knew you were going to be trouble. Not because of what I had heard about you but by the way you were looking at me."

"Yeah well I knew I was in trouble when you put those damn glasses on. I wanted to throw you up on the table in the library and have my way with you." Among other things. Many, many other things. Hey, get your mind out of the gutter.

"You were so intriguing to me and so very adorable." Oh no she didn't.

"I AM NOT adorable." I pinched her side and started tickling her. She wiggled and squirmed and then finally jumped out of the tub. I followed and suddenly we were standing in front of the sink, our wet and naked bodies almost touching.

I took her hand and pulled her into me. Our suddenly hard nipples were touching and we both let out a moan.

"I still have the note you know."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yep."

"You had a good laugh that day huh?" I pressed her up against the counter and ran my hands slowly up her back.

"Walking up to my desk, bending over to write on my paper, getting close enough that I could smell your shampoo. That wasn't fair ya know."

"It was cute. You even stopped breathing for a minute." She chuckled.

"I am not cute or adorable or any other word you can find in the thesaurus relating to those horrible words." I leaned forward and laid a few soft kisses on her neck and and licked up the water that still rested on her skin.

"You are cute and adorable and beautiful and ohhh.." I enjoyed the way I was affecting her.

"…so fucking sexy."

Oh God. Does she realize what she does to me when she swears?

"Spence, you just said 'fucking'."

"I know Ashley." She said while giggling.

"Say it again." I whispered in her ear before licking slowly up it. She shivered and then pulled my face towards her to whisper in my ear.

"My girlfriend is so incredibly fucking sexy."

In an instant my mouth was on hers and my hands were on her behind lifting her onto the counter top. My hands left her perfect ass and started moved down her thighs. I held on tight to her and pulled her further into me causing our already wet centers to touch.

"Oh God." Spencer moaned out. She wrapped her arms around my back to hold us together.

I started rocking my body slowly into hers. The wetness from both of us was making it easy for our centers to glide over one another.

"You feel so good Spence. So fucking good." I had never had sex like this and couldn't believe how amazing it felt as our clits touched and pressed together.

I started rocking harder and faster. It wasn't going to take either of us long. I was so close already and so was Spencer. I gripped her legs tighter and grinded against her even harder. She gripped the edge of the counter and started spewing out more cuss words which just encouraged my thrusts. We both moaned and whimpered and gasped and panted until we both came fast and hard.. Together. I had never felt such a powerful orgasm. The explosive wave of pleasure flowed through my entire body.

Spencer fell backwards after the last ripples of her orgasm passed. Mine lasted a little longer and then finally my knees went weak and I collapsed partially on top of her.

"Wow! I..I..God Spence that was … amazing." I was out of breath and completely spent.

She kissed the top of my head. "It's been amazing every time with you Ash. I never knew sex could be this pleasurable." Wow. Aiden must have been a dud in bed. Pfft. Men.

"So the others were bad huh?" I asked and she shook head smiling at me.

"No. They weren't bad. You are just much better. Much, much better."

I looked up at her and smirked. Of course I smirked. She pretty much just admitted I was the best sex she ever had. But hey I'm Ashley Davies. And I know I'm good.

"Put that smirk away Davies."

"I'm that good huh?" I just wanted to hear her say it again.

"Yes. But you already knew that."

"Yes I did but it never mattered so much as it does coming from you."

"Why's that?"

"Uh because I kinda plan on spending forever with you and I don't want you to get bored with me." I admitted quietly.

She sat up and I was forced to stand up. Taking my face in her hands she looked into my eyes. "I could never get bored with you Ashley Davies." Her lips pressed against mine and then my forehead.

"C'mon. Let's go to bed." She said while sliding off the counter. And of course I followed her.

We fell asleep quickly. It had been a looong day.

I woke up around 6 a.m. with a grumbling tummy. I needed food. After kissing sleeping beauty on the shoulder I slid out of bed and headed for the kitchen. A half an hour and 2 bowls of Corn Pops later I made my way back to bed. I was still hungry but I thought it better to wait for Spence to eat a real breakfast.

She was lying face down with the sheets only covering her from the waist down. Her blonde hair was scattered everywhere and slightly covering her face. I laid down close to her, my face just inches from hers. My hand reached out to move the hair out of her face. She really was the most beautiful creature ever created. She took my breath away just looking at her.

"Spenceeeer." Nothing.

"Hey baby wake up." Still nothing.

I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. And nothing.

She was breathing so I knew she was still alive. Obviously she was exhausted but we were supposed to be picking Gram up around 9 a.m. to take her for a check-up.

"Spence baby. Wakey, wakey, eggs and bac-ey" Wow. Even my lameness wouldn't wake her.

I knew what would though.

I moved her hair off of her back and slipped my tongue from the base of her neck slowly down her spine and stopped just above her waist. She stirred and shivered.

"Ash, what are you doing?" She groaned.

"Trying to wake you up sleepy head."

"No. I don't want to get up yet." She was so cute when she was grumpy. Yes I said cute.

"C'mon baby. We have to get you showered and fed before we pick Gram up."

"Not yet Ash. Wake me up in an hour." Too cute.

I knew her pretty well by now and I knew that she would want to shower and eat before we left. She would be cranky if she didn't at least have her coffee. I don't know why but suddenly I just started singing softly to her. Maybe I could annoy her out of bed.

The very thought of you

I forget to do

Those little ordinary things

That everyone ought to do

I'm livin' in a kind of a daydream

I'm happy as a queen

And foolish though it may seem

To me that's everything

She smiled without opening her eyes. God she had the most gorgeous smile.

The mere idea of you

The longing here for you

You'll never know

How slow the moments go

Till I'm near to you

Finally she opened her eyes and looked at me with so much admiration and love.

Finally I got her to wake up.

I see your face in every flower

Your eyes in stars above

It's just the thought of you,

The very thought of you, my love

"That was lovely Ash. What was that?" She still hadn't moved from her spot but at least she was fully awake.

"Something my grandma used to listen to." It was one of the very few memories I had of her.

"I think I've heard it. Etta James?"

"Etta James had a version. But my favorite version was my grandma's favorite. The one and only Billie Holliday."

"Such a classy song Ashley and you sang it so…beautifully . You know you could get me to do just about anything if you sing to me like that." She rolled over and caressed my cheek.

"I'll have to remember that." I wiggled my eye brows and she rolled her eyes.

"You don't have to sing to get me to do that." She whispered before capturing my lips in a hot, wet, passionate kiss. Her warm, naked body was now on top of mine and I was suddenly so turned on that there was no way we were getting out of this bed anytime soon.

I guess breakfast was going to have to wait until after Gram's check-up. I was so not complaining.

After Gram's appointment we decided to stop and eat breakfast. Gram wanted to treat us and we couldn't say no. When Gram wanted something. She got it.

"So when's the wedding Cupcakes?" Uh wedding? Cupcakes?

"Gram we are not getting married." Spencer replied.

"Yet." I winked and Gram winked back. Spencer just laughed.

"Ya know this body ain't going to look good in a dress forever and I already started writing my best man speech." What? Man I loved this woman.

"Best man speech. What if I wanted you for my maid of honor?" Spencer pouted and feigned being hurt.

"Oh Spencer my dear you know you're my number one girl. Of course I will be your maid of honor. Thanks for asking pumpkin. I'm sure Ashley will have no problem finding best man or best woman. So when's the date? Seriously."

"Gram we have not set a date but I can tell you that we have talked about it and both agree to wait. We're not ready. Geez we just started dating officially like 2 days ago."

"Exactly and Gram I couldn't marry your granddaughter right now anyway. I don't have a job or my own house. I don't even know what I am going to do when I go back home. I want to be able to give Spencer everything and right now the only thing I have is her."

I felt Spencer's hand fall on top of mine with a gentle squeeze.

"Smart girl. So right now you are just going to settle being her sex toy?" Oh man. Where has this woman been all of my life? She would have made growing up with Christine much more bearable.

"GRAM!" Spencer yelled and I laughed again.

She looked over at me and glared. "What did I tell you about encouraging her?"

I just shrugged.

Finally our food came and we ate in silence. I couldn't help it when I just busted out laughing out of nowhere replaying Gram's comments. They both just laughed along with me. It was a great morning.

So of course something had to disrupt our great morning. Or someone better yet.

Paula was sitting outside the condo when we arrived. She was obviously waiting for us. It was her condo I was surprised she didn't just let herself in. Maybe she had more respect for us than I thought.

"Mother what are you doing here?"

"I need to talk to you. The both of you." She wasn't glaring but she still didn't look happy and she didn't look like she got much sleep last night. I felt bad for her…not really.

"Fine mother but if you start yelling or disrespecting Ashley in any way I won't hesitate to throw you out." Go Spence.

"There will be no yelling." She looked over at me and smiled. "And no disrespecting. I promise." I wish I could believe her but the smile on her face was fake and forced. Even when she smiled she scared the hell out of me.

Time for round 2?

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Song:

The very thought of you- Sang by many, many artists. My fave's are Etta James and of course Billie Holliday's version.