After a long first couple weeks, finally the young couple finished settling into their small loft in the heart of the city of Paris. Both girls slumped down onto their couch and sighed, immediately Spencer fell into Ashley's embrace and closed her eyes, completely exhausted. It was nearing midnight now and both girls were finally on the right time zone. Minutes passed and eventually both girls passed out on the couch, neither having enough energy to pick themselves up to make it to their new bedroom.
The following morning, Ashley woke up before Spencer who was snoring lightly in the brunette's arms, which made her smile. She slowly moved out of the blondes hold and worked her way over into the kitchen. Quietly she started making breakfast for the both of them and as she continued to work, her thoughts began to run. What was she doing there? What was in it for her? Was she making the right choice? Whenever she was splattered with hot grease from the bacon, her thoughts were knocked aside. She looked over to see Spencer awaking from her slumber and smiling at the smell of food being cooked.
"What cha making?" She asked, walking up behind Ashley. Spencer wrapped her arms around the girl's waist and started kissing her neck, gentle and sweet.
"French toast and bacon," Ashley grinned at the irony as she turned around to kiss Spencer, "Good morning, darling," She placed a light kiss upon the girls forehead which made the both of them smile.
"Am I going to get fed French toast every morning now because we live in France?" Ashley turned around to see the blonde setting up the kitchen table for the food and caught the girl's eyes, but she never replied with words, just an adoring grin. "I love you, Ash," Spencer spoke sweetly at she stared at the girl in front of her.
"I know," Ashley smiled back at the blonde, "I love you too," She added as she started to bring the food over to the table.
After breakfast, Spencer was off to the studio to begin on her first documentary, leaving Ashley alone in the loft who sat there on the couch for an hour or so flipping through channels on the TV that were in French so she didn't understand much. She ended up turning off the TV and walked over to her computer where she updated her Facebook and browsed the web for pointless things. Looking down at the clock though, it had only been three hours since Spencer had left for work. She groaned in frustration at how slow time passed when she was alone and didn't know a single soul in the town.
So Ashley grabbed her shoes, jacket, and her purse and headed out the door and downstairs to the coffee shop. She walked inside and music was playing lightly in English and she smiled at the familiarity of the song. The girl at the counter greeted her as Ashley made her way up to place her order, "Oh you're an American," The girl smiled brighter, "I love your accents,"
This made Ashley laugh, "Seriously?" The girl nodded, "We love your guys' accents,"
"Are you the girl who moved in upstairs?" The girl asked as she began to make Ashley's drink. It was a slow day so there weren't many employees working. "Not to be creepy or anything, just the word around the shop,"
This girl had light brown hair pulled up into this messy bun, her small, black framed glasses were sitting on top of her head. Her bright hazel eyes danced as she talked, "Yeah my girlfriend and me moved in two weeks ago yesterday,"
The coffee girl handed over Ashley's drink, "Well welcome to Paris," She smiled, "I'm Olivia," She stuck out her hand for Ashley to shake as they introduced themselves. "Are you sticking around?" She asked, "I'm about to go onto break and I'd love to talk more,"
Ashley looked down at her watch and nodded, she had nowhere to be, "Yeah I'll be sitting over there by the window, join me whenever," She smiled sweetly before making her way over to an empty table on the opposite wall where she began to sip on her chia latte.
A few minutes later, Olivia walked up and joined Ashley. The girls began talking and were so in conversation that the manager of the coffee shop had to remind the light brown haired girl that she was due to come back to work. "But tomorrow evening, let's all do dinner?" She asked standing up, referring to herself, Ashley and Spencer and then Olivia's boyfriend Daniel. "We'll just meet here since I'm assuming you have no idea where you're going."
Ashley laughed, "Alright, sounds like a plan." She smiled and stood up to give the girl a hug before walking out of the shop.
Since Olivia was right, Ashley had no idea where she was or where she was going so instead of going back home like she had planned, she decided to walk around the city just to see what it was all about. She walked into a little shop that was obviously for tourist. So she grabbed an 'I heart Paris' shirt for her sister like she had promised. After that shop though, Ashley decided before she walked too far to remember where she had come from, she figured it was time for her to head on home where Spencer should be now waiting for her.
Once back at the building, she started making her way up to the loft where there was a note hanging on the outside of the door. She grabbed it and read it, hey Ashley its Olivia, figured you might want my number to get ahold of me for tomorrow night. Can't wait! And on the bottom was her number. She laughed as she put her key in to unlock the door but it was already unlocked. Suddenly, her heart started beating rapidly as she began to panic about being robbed and how Spencer was going to kill her.
But as soon as Ashley walked inside, she saw Spencer standing at the stove stirring something. The sound of the door being shut made Spencer turn around to see Ashley come in with a panicked expression on her face, "So what are you and Olivia doing tomorrow night?" She asked, suspecting the worse already.
"Wait what?"
"The girl whose number you already got?"
"Spence," Ashley spoke softly as she set her purse down on the counter, walking up to Spencer and making her turn around to face her. "She works downstairs at the coffee shop; she wants to go to dinner with you and me. Her boyfriend is coming along too,"
Blue eyes looked up into brown, "Promise?"
"Cross my heart," Ashley leaned in and kissed Spencer passionately, "How was your first day honey?" She asked sweetly, still not letting go of the blonde.
"It was okay, not too busy. Didn't really get anything done," Spencer turned back to the stove, "You hungry?"
Taking the hint that the blonde didn't want to talk, Ashley ignored the sudden subject change, "Starving,"