Spencer's POV

I'm staring into space out, sitting on Chelsea's couch waiting for her and Ashley to come back from the kitchen. And I'm having problems.

Serious problems.

Recently, every time I go somewhere I immediately wonder what it would be like to have sex with Ashley in that area. In the health food aisle at the grocery store. I kept picturing it on one of those beds in a department store. In the waiting room at the dentist office. When I was in the office at school, all I was thinking about was what it would be like to just push off all the papers from the front desk and have her there.

Serious problems.

And now I am picturing it on the coffee table in front of me, where my feet are propped up. When did I become this sex-crazed girl? I guess Ashley Davies will do that to a person.

I am brought out of my fantasies when I hear bickering coming from the kitchen and then I smell smoke. I'm guessing Ashley burned the popcorn.

"Ashley!" I hear Chelsea yell. And then Ashley's husky voice mumbles something loudly but I can't make it out.

Chelsea stomps out of the kitchen and into the living room with a burnt bag of popcorn in her hand. "Look what your girlfriend did." She says, all pissed off, waving the bag in front of me.

Ashley trudges out of the kitchen. "I didn't do it."

I turn my head to face her and prop my eyebrow up.

Chelsea stomps over to her and throws the bag at Ashley. "Yes you did!"

"Look," Ashley starts, "I pressed the button that said popcorn, and this is what happened. It's not my fault your microwave obviously doesn't know what it's doing." She finishes, her forehead crinkled. She looks adorable.

I start to snicker loudly and Chelsea glares at me. "You guys suck." She says and walks back into the kitchen.

I watch Ashley walk over to me and plop down next to me, her arm immediately going around my shoulder. She's smirking.

"You shouldn't be smirking, Ash." I tell her with a slight smile on my own face.

"I didn't do it on purpose." She answers.

"Uh huh."

"What? You don't believe me." Ashley says grinning slyly as she starts to push my shoulders down onto the couch. Her face hovers above mine as she says "You're supposed to believe your own girlfriend, Spencer."

My thoughts about the coffee table are quickly coming back to me as she starts to kiss me so lightly it's excruciating. I try to rise up to meet her more but she keeps me pushed down.

"Aaaash." I moan out slightly frustrated.

She grins evily at me. "What do you want Spence?"

I look at her looking at me. Her hair flowing. Plump lips. Her on top of me. "I want you on that coffee table." Comes out of my mouth before I even realize I say it. I feel myself blushing immensely.

I cannot believe I just said that out loud.

Ashley keeps staring at me and her eyes are so incredibly dark. She bites the side of her lip and I hear a growling sound come deep from within her throat.

We're pulled out of alternate universe when the door busts open, revealing a Kyla with five too many shopping bags.

Ashley gets off of me mumbling "Bitch" at Kyla, and I make an angry noise at the interruption.

"What the fuck is that smell?' Kyla asks, placing her bags down on the table.

"Ash burnt the popcorn." Chelsea's voice comes harshly from the kitchen. Then she returns with fresh, un-burnt food.

Kyla glances at Ashley next to me and smirks. "Good job." Kyla sits down on the recliner.

"So what, Ky, did you buy the whole fucking store?" Ashley asks her in a harsh tone.

"No." she says defensively, pulling out a box from one of many bags. She opens a shoe box. "These are my fuck-me boots." Kyla then pulls out a scarf. "This is my you-wish scarf."

"It's hot outside Kyla, you're really gunna wear a scarf?" I ask her as I laugh at her.

Kyla ignores my question. She holds up a vest. "This is my don't-you-want-to-tear-this-off-me vest."

I can't help but snort loudly. "Geez, the Davies really do have the same egotistical traits."

Both Kyla and Ashley give me a look.

"No, she's right." Chelsea smirks.

"Anyway, where's this girl?" Kyla says, putting away all of her clothes that all have some kind of special purpose.

"She should be here soon." Chelsea says, stuffing a handful of popcorn in her mouth.

"Who's this random-ass girl again?" Ashley asks, lacing her fingers with mine.

Chelsea chews and swallows before she speaks. "I met her at school, I think she's new so I thought I'd invite her over, her name's-" But the doorbell ringing drowns out any more conversation.

Chelsea opens the door and lets the girl inside.

"What the fuck?" Ashley mutters just a bit too loudly when she sees Robin.

The Robin from the movie theater. The Robin I failed to call.

Ashley immediately looks at me, probably taking in my wide eyes with shock, and then back at Robin and then to Chelsea.

"Oh shit, this won't be awkward." Kyla says to us as Chelsea and Robin walk over.

I meet Robin's eyes for a second and I see them go wide with shock and surprise, but then she starts to smirk. She looks at Kyla, and then glances back to me and Ashley. Ashley grips her fingers around my own tightly. Very tightly and I feel her move closer to me just a tiny bit.

"Well this is interesting." Robin finally says, her eyes darting around. Then they rest on Ashley and I and I see her register the situation.

"Guys, this is-" Chelsea starts to say animatedly, but Kyla cuts her off.

"Robin." Kyla finishes. "Yeah, we know." Kyla looks kind of amused at this ironic situation.

"What?" Chelsea asks, looking around at all of us. "How? You guys know each other already?" She seems extremely confused.

"Partially." Robin says, still standing. I feel like she would be more nervous with four people all staring at her in this weird situation. But she looks completely relaxed.

"Oh." Chelsea says, looking around at us.

"Yeah, we met at the movies a while ago. Before-" Kyla says but is cut off harshly by Ashley.

"Before me and Spencer were together." Ashley says, adding serious emphasis to the word together.

"Oh. Right. Well." Chelsea stutters. And I am sure she is remembering the story she was told about the girl who hit on me, putting the pieces together. "Well, that's cool then. Um, Robin have a seat." She smiles at her. Robin takes a seat on the other couch.

"You go to King High? Interesting, I've never seen you." Ashley says, intently looking at Robin.

Robin brushes some stray red hair out of her eyes and looks back at Ashley "Yeah, I just transferred actually. The other day."

Ashley glares at her. "Ah, what a coinkey-dink."

Robin looks at Ashley weirdly. "Right."

"So," Kyla interjects loudly, "You still gay?"

"Kyla!?" Chelsea exclaims, shooting her a nasty glare.

But Robin was exposed to Kyla's comments once before and does not seem phased by it. "Yeah. You still not so much?"

Kyla looks at her and says "Yup.

The rest of the afternoon goes on like this: Kyla commenting on things in a witty tone and Robin successfully keeping up with her banter, all the while watching me and Ashley. Chelsea looking like she wants to kill both Kyla and Ashley for saying weird things to Robin. Ashley continually squeezing my hand and pulling me closer to her. And me not really saying much, just watching this weird scenario unfold before my eyes.

Somewhere along the line, Robin and I are left alone in the living room.

"I kinda thought you'd call." Robin says, directing her gaze to my eyes.

This is the first time we've spoken directly to each other. Her voice is softer than it has been so far.

"Robin," I start, "I'm sorry, it's just…" I trail off as I glance slightly to the bathroom where Ashley went.

"No, don't be. I get it. The girl you loved, loves you back. I've been there. It's understandable." Robin says with a slight smile on her face.

I thank her with my eyes for being so cool. "Yeah." I chuckle a little bit.

"I had a feeling there was something going on there." Robin shrugs. "I guess I was just too late."

"Sorry." I tell her with honest sympathy in my voice. Because the truth is, if I were not totally and ridiculously in love with Ashley, I would have gone out with Robin.

She waves her hand, like it's no big deal. "I mean, we could be friends though, right?" she says.

I laugh. "Of course."

"Bet your girlfriend won't be too happy about that after she knows I was hitting on you." Robin mutters just loud enough for me to hear. I laugh and so does she. "But I promise," she puts her hands up feigning innocence, "no hitting on you."

"You got yourself a deal." I say as I stick my hand out for her to shake it. Robin laughs lightly.

"So, how's Aiden?" Robin says into the air just as Chelsea and Kyla walk back in from the kitchen.

"Ugh." Chelsea exaggerates as she sits down next to Kyla.

Ashley comes back into the living room and as she walks towards me I smile and watch her body come closer. Robin's cute, but Jesus Christ Ashley is all kinds of hot. She puts her arm around my shoulders as she settles down and gives Robin an unnecessary smirk. Ashley's hand moves to the back of my neck and she rubs the skin there as she talks. I lean my head back trying not to moan at the sensation of her fingers on my skin. I guess Ashley notices I am enjoying this because she kisses my cheek gently.

"They're kind of grossly cute sometimes." Chelsea says to Robin as Kyla laughs.

"Shut up Chelsea." Ashley says to her.

"So, do you have a girlfriend Robin?" Kyla asks her lightly. Chelsea rolls her eyes, giving up on controlling Kyla.

"No, I'm unattached at the moment. But I like it that way sometimes." Robin says breezily. Obviously not affected by Kyla's words or Ashley's actions. Either that or she's really good at hiding her discomfort. "Where's your boyfriend?" She asks Kyla, a smirk on her lips.

I see Chelsea try not to grin at Robin's stab at Kyla. "I'm unattached at the moment. But I like it that way sometimes." Kyla says mimicking Robin's earlier words.

After what I would like to call "The Afternoon of Awkwardness" we all say our goodbyes and head out of Chelsea's house. Again, Robin catches me on my own for a second and says she hopes that she didn't make me feel weird. I tell her no, I'm fine. Which is true. Because as long as I have Ashley, I am fine. She says she's holding me to the being friends thing and I promise her we'll get coffee one day. Honestly, Robin is fun so there is no reason to not be friends with her. I think after seeing me with Ashley, any kind if like she had for me that way was gone.

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"That was weird." Ashley says to me as I walk towards her leaning against her car.

"I can't believe it was her." I say as I put my arms around Ashley's neck. I love resting my face there, it's so comforting and when Ashley circles my waist with her arms, I feel even better.

"You're mine." Ashley whispers in a low, protective but strong voice. She hugs me a bit tighter to her body so we're flush against each other. I hear Ashley sigh contently.

"I am." I reassure her right before I kiss her cheek softly.

Ashley's fingers dip under my shirt and graze the flesh of my lower back. I cup her cheek in my hand and kiss her lips. She sucks on my lower lip for a second before biting it.

"Come on," Ashley whispers in my ear, "I have a coffee table at my house."