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We walked into the Carlin home and once again I was blasted with the delicious aroma of garlic and onion. Mmmmm Italian food. Did I mention how much I love the Carlins? Well just in case I didn't, I fucking love the Carlins.
Especially the one holding my hand.
Ever since my speech to her mother she hasn't been able to keep her hands off of me. I'm not just talking sexually here. Even though..Wow..never mind. Anyway back to her not being able to keep her hands off of me. We made love after Paula left and she held me afterwards like she's never done before. It was almost as if she was afraid to let me go. We took a shower before we came here and it was the most relaxing and pleasurable shower I had ever had and we didn't even have sex. She massaged and washed every inch of my body from my hair to my shoulders to my abs to my toes. Mmmmm. It was oh so incredible.
On the way here she played with my hair and gently scratched the back of my neck while I drove. And since we got here she has not let go of my hand. It is an amazing feeling being wanted and needed for reasons not just pertaining to sex. Even though that is quite nice too.
Miranda came bouncing down the stairs and jumped us.
"I miss you guys so much. Are you done having sex now so we can all hang out again?"
We both laughed.
"Have you been hanging out with Gram?" Spencer asked her. She looked confused.
"I spent a couple hours with her. Why?"
"No reason." She looked over at me smiled and we both shared another laugh.
"Did I miss something?"
"Never mind Miranda. How about tomorrow we all hang out..all day?"
"Sounds like an excellent idea Spence." She smiled from ear to ear.
Spencer pulled Miranda into a hug and then Miranda pulled me into the both of them. We were all hugging and giggling.
"I love you guys." Miranda proclaimed.
"Everyone is making declarations of love. I'm kinda jealous." Glen said while coming down the stairs.
"Mom told you huh?"
"I overheard her talking to dad. Wow Davies you sure did a number on my mom. She never spoke about any of my girlfriends like that."
"That's because all of your girlfriends were slutty and skanky." Wow Spence don't hold back.
"Hey!" Glen cried. "Oh wait. Yeah, you're right."
We all laughed and he just shrugged.
Dinner was amazing of course. Homemade raviolis, focaccia bread and a glass of Chianti wine. Does it get any better than that?
Luckily dinner conversation centered on Clay. I just wanted to eat the extraordinary, delicious meal that was placed in front of me. Talking was not an option at the moment. Apparently Clay was headed to New York to speak at a Physics Convention. He was 1 of only 6 chosen around the country to speak. It's too bad; I really did want to meet him. Maybe next time.
I might have spoken too soon.
"So Ashley, I didn't realize that Raife Davies was your father." Mr. C. asked as he took a sip of his wine.
Damn it. I love you Mr. C. but you are interrupting the love fest I am having with my ravioli's.
Ugh!
I set my fork down and wiped my mouth.
"Yep. The one and only."
"What's that like?" Glen asked. He was biting into a piece of bread and I glared at him.
"Lonely." Everyone stopped eating and looked at me. Oops! Did I say that out loud?
"Well you know it can be at times. While he's on tour. Luckily I have amazing friends." I looked over at Miranda and she smiled."And an even more amazing girlfriend." Spencer leaned in and kissed my cheek.
"What about your mother?" Mr. C. asked with a concerned voice.
"She hasn't been in my life for a while." I wasn't about to bring up that long, fucked up story.
Spencer's hand that had been resting on my thigh throughout dinner gave it a gentle squeeze. When I looked at her I saw the sadness in her eyes. She was the only one who really knew what my mother had put me through that night.
"Oh." Mr. C. replied.
"Do you have any siblings?"
"Nope. I'm an only child." Can I eat now?
"Man that would be so awesome to be a teenager with no parents around." Glen blurted out while stuffing his face with bread.
Paula's eye widened and Mr. C. choked on his food.
Miranda pursed her lips and looked down.
Spencer was chewing on her lip.
Shit…Was about to hit the fan.
"What?" Paula asked in a calm but angry tone.
We never mentioned to her that I was only 18 did we? Uh oh.
Glen looked up with an "Oh shit did I just say that" expression and I looked back at him with a "Yes you did you Jackass" expression of my own.
"Oh ya know I just meant that it must have been cool when she was a teenager, to have the house all to herself."
I would say "nice recovery idiot" but Paula still looked unsure.
"Okay." She replied. She wasn't buying it.
Spencer grabbed my hand that was on top of the table.
"Actually mom you should know the truth. Ashley is only 18 and she was a student of mine at Archer's."
Now Paula was choking on her food.
Way to go Spence.
She stood up and threw her napkin on the table. "I need to speak to the both of you outside. Right now!" Damn it. I am never going to get to finish this delicious meal. I tried to grab a piece of bread on my way out but Spencer smacked my hand.
We walked out behind her and when she turned around I recognized the Beast from last night.
Uh, where's that tire-iron?
"Okay." She took a deep breath.
"She's only 18 and you were her teacher,.. in high school?"
Spencer nodded.
"What the hell Spencer!"
Her face was beet red and I expected smoke to start coming out of her ears.
"Mom it's not as bad as it sounds. Let me explain."
"I have let you do nothing but explain today. I am done listening. This is crazy."
She started pacing around the patio.
"So my daughter is not only dating a girl, but an 18 year old one at that."
"Yes mother. We have established that." Spencer said in a snotty tone. So hot!
"I don't even know what to say anymore." She said with her hands on her hips.
"Then don't say anything. Let it go." Mr. C. butted in from the door way.
They shared a look. One that I did not recognize.
"Come on. Let's go have some dessert."
Uh, I am starting to think that woman is bi-polar.
She faced the both of us and sighed. Then she put her arms around the both of us as we walked back inside.
Yep. Definitely bi-polar.
"So who wants dessert?" Mr. C. asked excitingly when we all got back into the kitchen.
No dessert for me. I just wanted to finish my ravioli's.
"Ashley? Dessert?"
"Nope. I'm all good here." I sat down in front of my plate and picked up my fork.
It was a bit cold but still yummy. I finished it off and then had another serving while they all ate strawberry cheesecake. Hey, I told you I love Italian food.
I excused myself from the table when I got a text message from Alyssa.
Call me Ashley – Als.
I could faintly hear Spencer explaining who Alyssa was to her parents as I left the kitchen.
I cannot tell you how nervous I was getting a text from her. On the other hand, I took it as a good sign that she was the one texting me. She had a very hard time doing anything with her fingers. It probably took her forever to send it. I wondered why she didn't just call me.
I walked into the living room and took a seat on the couch. I quickly dialed her number and she picked up on the second ring.
"Hello."
"Hello."
"Oh hi Ashley. It's Ms. Cooper."
"Oh. Um Alyssa texted me."
"Actually that was me. She asked me to. She really wants to see you Ashley."
"Can I talk to her?" I was not liking this conversation so far.
"Well see that's the thing Ashley. She can't really speak very loud right now. She is having a hard time talking."
Oh God.
I swallowed the lump in my throat.
"It's happening already?"
"Yes. Soon she won't be able to speak at all." She replied quietly.
"Okay." I croaked out.
"I'll be there as soon as I can, depending on when I can get a flight."
"Thank you Ashley."
After I hung up I walked out to the front porch and sat down on the step. I needed air and a little peace and quiet.
I knew the time was nearing. The time when Alyssa would get so bad she couldn't communicate with anyone, at least not verbally. She still had enough muscle to move her hands and fingers enough to make simple signs. I worked on them with her on my last visit. She wanted to be prepared for it when it finally started happening. Which I guess was now.
The door creaked open and out walked Glen. He sat down next to me on the step. He didn't say anything for a couple minutes. He just sat there.
"So, how's your friend?" He finally asked just above a whisper.
"Not well."
"She's been sick for a while huh?"
"Yes. She's getting worse, fast."
"So Spence said she has ALS, Lou Gehrig's disease. What is it?" I knew he was just trying to be 'brotherly' and even though it was a great gesture I didn't know if I wanted to talk about Alyssa with him.
"It's okay. We don't have to talk about it?" He said when I didn't reply.
I sighed.
"It's a disease that affects the nerve cells in the spinal cord and brain. The nerve cells reach from the brain to the spinal cord and then from the spinal cord to the muscles throughout the body. When the nerve cells degenerate the muscles lose their ability to move voluntary. It's rare for children and young adults. Alyssa just happened to be part of that small percentage." I wiped the tears from my eyes.
He reached his hand out and placed it on my back. It felt strangely comforting.
"Her muscles have become so weak she can barely walk. She hasn't been able to hold a pen or a fork in months. And now..now she is losing the ability to talk."
I pursed my lips and held in the sob that was trying to force its way out.
He started rubbing my back.
"Everything okay Ash?" Spencer asked from the open door.
"I have to go home tomorrow. Alyssa needs me." I said without turning around.
Glen stood up and walked back into the house and Spencer took his place.
I leaned my head on her shoulder. She didn't say anything. She just held me. She knew there was nothing she could say.
We finally walked back into the house after I called and made my flight arrangements.
Everyone was sitting around the kitchen table still but now they were engrossed in a card game. I think.
"Do you know how to play 'Screw your neighbor' Ash?" Glen asked with a pretzel rod hanging from his mouth like a cigar.
"Do I know how to play 'Screw your what?'"
They all laughed.
"Screw your neighbor. It's a card game Ashley. Got 3 quarters?"
I looked at Glen like he was crazy.
"Come here, have a seat." He patted the chair next to him.
I sat down and looked over at him. What a goofball. But he really was a great guy.
"Don't worry Ash. Big brother Glen will teach you." Oh boy.
We played for about an hour and let me just tell you…I am great at Screwing my …I mean playing 'Screw your neighbor'. Call it beginners luck, call it what you want. I won 20 out of probably around 30 hands. Take that bitches.
Afterwards I found Miranda sitting on the couch texting on her phone.
"How's Lover Boy?" I teased.
"He's good. Busy and wore out. He misses me." Her lips turned into an ear to ear smile.
"Of course he does, you're like the sun.."
"Yeah yeah. I brighten up the day. Blah blah. You're so corny Ash."
"Whatever, Brat." See if I ever compliment her again.
I noticed Spencer out of the corner of my eye. She was leaning against the door frame.
I turned to face her and was surprised to see what I saw.
Anger.
Whoa! What did I do now?
"I need to talk to you Ashley. Outside."
Uh okay. I was being taken outside for a talking again. I was scared this time too, but mostly confused.
We went back out to the front porch. She picked something up of the step and handed it to me. My phone. I didn't even realize I had dropped it.
"Your dad called me looking for you. He was worried when you weren't answering your phone. We were just talking and he mentioned something about a tour. Imagine my surprise when he asked how I was going to handle not seeing you for 3 months."
This wasn't how I imagined having this conversation with her. She was furious with me right now.
"Spence I'm sorry. I planned on telling you tonight."
"So you planned on telling me tonight that you made the decision to go on a 3 fucking month tour without so much as even talking to your girlfriend about it and you're leaving in 3 days. Nice Ashley."
Spencer swearing was hot and right now when she is so pissed at me I can't help but thinking of throwing her up against the wall and…
"Are you going to say something?" She yelled.
"I'm sorry Spence. I just made the decision on a whim. He called and told me that this was a great opportunity and that I had a week to be in New York."
"Not a week, 3 days. He just called to tell you that." She fired back.
"Spence, I'm sorry. I just, I need to do this tour. It is a great opportunity for me. And as much as I am going to hate being away from you for that long I have to do it."
"You don't have to do anything Ashley. You, yourself said you weren't ready and now all of the sudden you are. I don't get it."
"I'm doing this Spence. I'm sorry. I'm going to miss you like crazy but I do have to do this."
"So that's it?" She raised her voice again.
"That's it. I guess I am leaving on Monday."
"That's just wonderful."
"Why are you so upset? You don't want me to be successful? Why don't you want this for me?"
"Because I don't think that now is the best time. I think you're going for all of the wrong reasons, yet I don't know what those reasons are." She sighed and ran her hands through her hair.
"I'm doing it for me okay. This is what I love to do and it would be nice to have some fucking support from my girlfriend." I snapped at her.
"I support you doing what you love to do. When you're ready for it." She snapped back.
"I am ready. I've been doing this for a while Spence. I can handle it. The question is can you? Do you even want to?"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"You don't support me, you don't want me to go. What happens when I do? What does that mean for us?"
"I don't know Ashley. 3 months. 3 months of you being in a different city every night. Girls and guys throwing themselves at you."
"That's what this is about?" I interrupted.
"You don't trust me? That's just great Spence."
"That's not it Ashley. You didn't let me finish." I'd heard enough.
"I don't want to hear what you have to say anymore." I was so pissed at this point. I walked into the house and said my good byes to the Carlin's who looked at me confused. After the good byes and thanking them for dinner I kissed Miranda on the cheek, grabbed Spencer's keys of the table next to the door and walked out the door, right past her.
"Where are you going?" She shouted.
"To pack."
Spencer's P.O.V.
Well that turned out horribly. I can't believe this. I can't believe she said yes without talking to me. I mean it's not like I would ever try to tell her she couldn't go but it would have been nice to know that what I wanted mattered. Even just a little. And I know she's not ready for this big change. And it is a BIG change. Of course it was a great opportunity. 3 months on tour as one of the 2 opening acts for Colbie Caillat. I know that this is what she has been dreaming of but she told me she wanted to wait a year; she waited not even a week. I know her more than anyone I would like to think and something is not right.
I trust her. I trust her with my heart and everything I am. She didn't let me finish. She didn't let me explain. She just left. I should probably go after her but I'm still upset. I needed to cool down. I walked upstairs after getting concerned stares from the family. Lying down on the futon in my old room I started to cry. She was leaving in 3 days. For 3 months. There was nothing I could do or say to change her mind. I just hoped she would be the same Ashley when she came back.
It felt like someone was shoving me.
"Spencer."
Huh?
"Spencer wake up."
What?
"SPENCER!"
"Whaaat, huh?"
I rolled over to see Miranda sitting on the futon next to me.
I must have fallen asleep.
"Get up and get your ass over to the condo."
"Excuse me?" Did she just swear at me?
"You heard me."
"Why?" Ashley was mad at me. She didn't want to see me.
"Ashley's flight leaves at 6 a.m. Which means she will probably be leaving for the airport in less than an hour. So move it."
"What time is it?" I asked frantically.
"4 a.m."
"4 A.M.!" Oh my God.
"She called me last night and told me when her flight was. She told me about the fight. I'm sure you both can work it out. Now go."
I couldn't let Ashley go back to L.A. without talking to her. It might be the last chance I have before she leaves for her tour.
I was off of the futon and running down the stairs as fast as I could.
When I pulled up to the condo there was a cab waiting outside. The driver was putting her bags into the trunk. I ran up the stairs just as she was walking out.
She looked horrible. Her eyes were puffy; it looked like she hadn't slept at all.
"I'm sorry." I said without even thinking. I was sorry.
"Me too." She dropped her bag and I pulled her into a hug.
"I'm so sorry Ash. I love you."
"I love you too baby."
I pulled back and cradled her face in my hands. Then I leaned in a kissed her gently.
"Let me drive you to the airport." She nodded.
I walked down to the cab driver and handed him a fifty dollar bill. I hoped that would be enough for his troubles.
He handed me her bags and I carried them to my car. When I turned around she was right there in front of me.
"Tell me you trust me." Her beautiful brown eyes looked so sad.
"I trust you Ash. I want to explain everything. How about we talk on the way there?"
"Okay." She put her hands in her pockets and nodded.
"Ready?"
"Yeah."
We got in the car and headed to the airport.
"So when I was talking about you being in a different city every night and all of the girls and guys hitting on you I wasn't insinuating that you would ..cheat on me. What I was trying to say was that you were going to have a lot of pressure and temptation and everyone is going to be wanting something from you. I just hope you're ready for that."
"Spencer I am not worried about the temptation. There is not one girl out there that can even come remotely close to how amazing, sexy and beautiful you are. I don't want anyone else. No-one. Just you."
I grabbed her hand that was in her lap and squeezed it.
"I know that Ashley. And I won't lie; I still don't understand why you have to do this. Why you have to go now."
She looked down.
"I want to be able to take care of you Spence." She said quietly. I almost didn't hear her.
"You do take care of me Ashley." And she does it so well.
"No. I want to be able to take care of you financially. My dad's money is not going to last forever. And I want to ensure that I can provide for you and anyone else that I need to in the future. I don't want to wait Spence. I need to start making money now."
Is she kidding me?
"Ashley."
"No Spence. I know I sound ridiculous but I mean it. I mean I know that you make good money and you already have a house but I want to take care of you Spencer. I love you and that's all I think about."
"Ash it's not ridiculous. I love that you want to take care of me. It sort of feels like I should be taking care of you though."
"Why because you're older?"
"I don't know, I guess."
"Come on Spence. We both know that I am so the man in this relationship."
We both laughed.
"Really though Ash, we are in this together and I want to provide for you as well. You shouldn't have to go on this tour when you're not ready."
"I am ready Spence. This is what I was born to do. You know besides, love you." She smiled her famous Ashley Davies smile and my heart melted.
"You're sure?"
"I'm sure. Now are you going to admit the truth of why you're so upset about me leaving?"
"What? I'm going to miss you Ashley. That is obvious."
"And my amazing smile, my gorgeous eyes, my hot body, my…"
"Your cockiness."
She chuckled.
"I don't know how I am going to get through 3 months when I could barely get through 3 weeks. Will you come visit me?"
"You know I will. I'm going to have a hard time too."
"Can you wear a shirt that says 'I have a girlfriend and she will kick your ass if you try to touch me'?"
She laughed. "Only if you do too."
"Deal."
"Ash, I don't want to sound like I am trying to give you an excuse to have to stay but..What about Alyssa? You said she needs you."
She looked down again.
"Alyssa would want me to go. In fact if she found out that I didn't go because of her she would be upset and that's the last thing I want. She doesn't want anyone hanging around waiting for her to… pass."
I could see she was trying to hold it together. I felt bad for practically starting a fight with her earlier. I felt responsible for it getting out of hand. I said all of the wrong things. I'm just glad we got past it.
"I'm really sorry Ash. I'm sorry that if I made you doubt me. I do want your dreams to come true and I do support you. But I also love you and I want to make sure that you think about the choices you have to make before you make them. I really wish you would have talked to me before you said yes to your dad."
"I know and I am truly sorry for that Spence."
I squeezed her hand to tell her it was okay. We were okay. Thankfully.
"Uh where are we going? Isn't the airport parking lot that way?" She asked confused. I had pulled down a street that looked almost abandoned.
"You're flight doesn't leave for another hour and fifteen. We have a little bit of time. I want to show you something."
I pulled into an empty field that was at the end of one of the runways of the airport.
"My dad used to bring us here as kids."
A plane was nearing the runway. We had the perfect seat.
"This is awesome Spence."
We both got out of the car and sat down on the hood. She slid over and sat behind me.
"Spence?"
"Yeah."
"I love you and that's never going to change."
I turned around in her arms and leaned in for a kiss just as the plane flew over our heads. Our hair was blowing around and a bit of sand too but that did not break our kiss. I was not ready to let her go. But I couldn't go with her. I needed to make sure Gram was going to be okay first.
"I hate fighting with you Spence." She shook her head. "Can we promise to never fight again?"
I laughed. "I can't promise that Ash but I can promise something else."
"Oh really. And what is that?"
"I can promise that the making up will be fun."
I kissed her again. This time harder than the first couple times. This one I wanted to show her how much I was going to miss her. The kiss deepened instantly and our tongues touched and we both moaned. They danced and they tangled into one another. I bit down on her bottom lip and then sucked on it. She did the same thing with mine. I left her lips and trailed my tongue down her neck and then back up reaching her ear.
"I want you so bad. Right here. Right now."
Ashley's P.O.V.
Oh My God
Gasp.
Gulp.
She spread my legs further apart. Luckily I had chosen to wear a jean skirt home. It was the only thing I had left that was clean. Her hand wasted no time trailing up my thigh and then cupping my wet center.
"God Ashley. You're so wet." She moaned into my ear before biting down on it.
"Uh huh." I somehow managed to get out.
Her fingers moved my panties to the side and starting rubbing slowly and steadily.
"Oh fuck" I was having a hard time getting out more than two words. She had me all hot and flustered. I was already panting and out of breath and she hadn't even entered me yet.
"You feel so good Ashley. So fucking good." Oh God Spence, you keep talking like that and it won't take long to push me over the edge.
I pulled her face back in front of me and shoved my tongue in her mouth. I needed to feel her tongue and taste her.
Finally she stopped teasing and slid two fingers inside of me.
I gasped into her mouth and threw my head back. She kissed my chin, then my neck and then pushed me back so that I was lying down on the hood. It was still warm and that combined with my already hot body, had me sweating. My body was on fire.
She was thrusting in and out of me at a steady pace and it was perfect. Her other hand pushed up my top and then her lips were on my stomach.
"Fuck Spence. Ohhh GOD!" She started thrusting faster and harder and then pressed her thumb against my clit. Her tongue was circling my belly button and then trailed up to my bra covered breast. She looked up at me with her now dark blue eyes as I panted hard and tried to keep mine open. Then suddenly my bra was being pushed up and her lips were around my nipple and that was it.
The orgasm was so intense as it rippled through my body. It felt like it just kept going on and on. Every time I would relax she would thrust herself back into me and I would feel another small one.
I was sprawled out over the hood of her car. I was spent. I was half naked for the world to see and I couldn't care less. Another plane flew over us and I am pretty sure they just got a great sight to see. I looked up at her and she just smiled that beautiful Spencer Carlin smile. The one that makes you fall in love with her at just a glance. Then her smile turned into a smirk and she dropped her head.
Her lips found my nipple again and started teasing it, biting it, sucking it and then suddenly her fingers were back inside of me. She started thrusting hard and fast once again and it didn't take long.
"Spenceeeeeerrrrr!"
She gave me a minute to relax and then suddenly she had her head between my legs and started cleaning me up.
"God you taste good Ash."
"Thank you baby." I said still out of breath.
She pulled my bra and shirt back down and then fixed my panties and skirt.
"What am I going to do without you for 3 months?" She pouted.
I pulled her into me and kissed her.
"Phone sex?" I replied with a smile and an eye brow wiggle.
"I'll just have to come visit you every weekend, no matter where you are."
"Sounds good to me baby."
I pushed her back so I could get off the hood. Then spun her around and placed her on top of it.
"We have to get going Ash."
I shook my head.
"Not yet. We still have time and it is so my turn."
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