Weeelll, I seem to be right on time with this one, eh? Annnd its kinda longer. Told you I'd have some time for writing. Anyways, the wedding's coming up so let the shananigans begin. Update on hit count: 95,000. Wow guys, wow. Kind of honored.

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Ashley's POV

The four of us living together has gone rather smoothly. Kyla and Lucy's wedding is fast approaching and Kyla has gone into overdrive. Luckily, I called in a favor and had Paula help out, since obviously my own mother isn't welcome anywhere near the occasion. Carmen's been helping out too, since Lucy lost touch with her father soon after he was convicted and their mother is currently too busy with work. Mariana Reed was the maid for our mansion when I was growing up, it was how I met Luce and Carmen. Mrs. Reed couldn't find someone to take care of Carmen and Lucy while Mr. Reed was doing time and she was at work, so she brought them with her one day and the rest was history. This was before the divorce and needless to say my dad was cool with it, but Christine wouldn't have it. I told her that they were both Kyla, Arden, and my friends so we were just having friends over who happened to be the housekeepers daughters. I might as well have set her Prada bag on fire but hey, I didn't give a crap about my coldhearted mother. Eventually, Mariana took enough night school classes to get a business degree and is now working her way up Davies Records. She's a personal assistant to an executive at the company right now, but she's shown plenty of potential in marketing so hopefully she'll be eligible for a promotion soon. Strange that after all these years Lucy's mom still partially works for me, but I've never abused that. Mariana is a really good friend and practically my own mother.

"Coop, I swear if you say one more horrible line that Santana Lopez has said from Glee in partially fake Spanish, I will kick your face in." Lucy says exasperatedly. Arden, Lucy, Spencer, Alex and I are hanging out because Paula and Mariana took Kyla to her last dress fitting to get everything finalized.

"Fine, I'll just go back to singing-"

"NO!" Lucy and Arden interrupt at the same time and then look at each other.

"If I have to hear La Isla Bonita one more time, I swear you won't get any for a week." Arden threatens and Lucy bows down to her repeatedly whispering thank yous.

"Fine, okay? No more." Coop trots over to me and bumps my hip. "By the way, Ashy, do you happen to know what day it is?" She says and I narrow my eyes at her. "It's Ashley's horrible acting viewing day!" She shouts and I roll my eyes and push her backwards making her trip backwards and roll off the back of the couch onto the floor.

"It's not as if I wasn't self-conscious enough about it." I groan and I feel arms wrap around me from behind. The smell of vanilla scented body wash alerts me of who this person could possibly be.

"Ash, you'll be great." Spencer whispers in my ear.

"But I've never acted before and it's Coop's show, what if she edited it to make me look stupid?"

"Didn't have to edit it." Alex mutters and gets a swift smack to the head from Arden.

"Bad Alex, go sit in the corner." Spencer commands Coop like she's a puppy.

Coop pouts and drops her head, obviously playing along and trying not to smirk, "Yes Missy Spencer. I only lives to serve yew." She trots over to the built in bar and sits on the floor behind the counter.

"Aw, have you potty trained your lap dog too?" Lucy calls over to the bar.

"I'm not going to dignify that with a response, Lucinda." Comes the growl from behind the bar.

"Anyways, back to the best subject ever: Me." I direct the conversation back over to me. I mean hello? Acting debut.

"Sure, sure, Ash." Spencer chuckles, walking away from me and I raise a brow at her.

"Spencer, what is that tone your using with me here?" I stalk towards her as she backs up.

"Uh, tone? What tone?" She squeaks out before breaking into a run and sprinting into our room.

Spencer vaults over the few boxes littering our floor still and sticks her landing on the bed. I, on the other hand, get caught up in the boxes and eat carpet. And no, it's not Spencer's. It would've been a whole lot more pleasant, I'll tell you that.

I roll over onto my back, "Ash? Are you okay?" Spencer asks worried and jumps off the bed to check on me. I smile inwardly, payback's a bitch, Spence.

"Ow," I groan. "I think I hurt my shoulder."

"Oh Ash, I'm so sorry. I know you told me to pick up those boxes earlier." Her eyes get watery. "I didn't mean to get you hurt." Oh no, she's going to cry. Bad idea. Abort mission. Abort mission? I realllly need to stop hanging out with Coop.

"Spencer, spencer…hey.." She looks up at me and I smile, sitting up. "I'm not hurt, I was only kidding. I'm sorry, that was a mean joke, babe. But you insulted my ego and it spurred my revenge reaction. I really am sorry, Spencer. I never meant to make you cry, baby." I cup her cheeks in my hands and kiss her lips softly.

"Ashley," Spencer starts.

"Yes, babe?" I ask curiously.

Next thing I know, I have a shooting pain in my arm. "Does your shoulder hurt now?" That little she-devil punched me in the shoulder. That really hurt.

"Ow, yes. Jesus, Spence." I rub my arm.

"Good, don't ever scare me like that again. I thought I had hurt you." She grumbles out with a frown.

"Yeah, but now you did, so it's time to get even." A devious smile spreads across my face and she shrieks, trying to get out of my grasp. I grab her sides and begin tickling her. She giggles and tries to wiggle out of my grasp but I've got her.

"Ash…babe…pleasssse…stooop…" She breathes out between laughs. I grab her hands and trap them above her head as she pants trying to get her breathe back.

"Make me." I challenge her and her eyes flash with something resembling lust. She leans up and captures my lips in a hot kiss, while her hands are still being restrained. The kiss quickly escalates, my hands leaving hers, giving her the ability to lace her fingers through my hair and pull me closer. Our tongues meet and a moan escapes one of us, not quite sure who. She pulls away when breathe becomes short. "Well, you definitely made me." I joke softly as I run my lips along her neck before starting to press kisses down her neck.

"Ash," She warns, "We have guests." Her tone falters when I latch onto her pulse point.

"Let Alex and Arden deal with them." I murmur as I continue down to her chest.

"Ash…" She tries to protest, but it ends in a whimper. I smirk to myself as I feel her giving in.

"Spashley! Stop dry humping and get in here. Kyla's here!" Lucy calls out from the living room.

I huff, "Damn, sister. Ruins everything." I grumble out and Spencer chuckles.

"Later, Ash. I promise." She purrs out in my ear. "Now be good to your sister."

I roll my eyes and get up before helping Spencer up. After a quick hair check in the mirror, I lace my fingers with Spencer's and we walk into the living room to see an amused expression on Lucy's face as Kyla babbles on about wedding plans to her.

"Hey Ky. How's it goin'?" I say and she turns to me.

"You, Coop, Lucy, and Carmen need to go to a fitting for your groomswomen/best women whatever the crap we're calling it tomorrow. Got it?" She commands almost too quickly for me to understand.

"Yes Sergeant White Dress." I salute and Kyla rolls her eyes as Lucy and Spencer hold back a snicker. I look around the room, "Speaking of Coop, is she still in the corner? And where is Arden?" My face drops when I hear a small noise coming from behind the bar. "Are they? Behind the bar?" I cringe, "Someone look. No freakin' way it's gonna be me."

"Nose goes!" Kyla shouts off and everyone touches their nose with Spencer coming in last.

"Oh come on, guys." Spencer whines. "Fine, whatever. You're all babies." I let go of her hand and she stalks over to the bar, peering over the edge of the counter before looking down for a bit.

"Spencer!" I hear Arden's voice squeak from behind the bar and Spencer immediately pulls back from looking, her face reddening.

"Spencer?" Coop questions from behind the bar cabinets. "I mean I know she's hot and all but really thinking of her right when I'm in the middle of-"

"No, Alex. Spencer next to the bar." Sure enough Coop's head pops out from behind the bar.

"Oh, hey guys. Spence, hope you enjoyed the show. I really did mean it when I said you were hot, I mean I could understand if she just said it while I was…ya know." She winks and flashes a saucy grin at Spencer. "Ompf…" Alex looks down at Arden. "You're lucky I don't call the po-po on your ass for domestic violence, woman."

"Now if you two sex muffins, could please remove your hands from each other and pay attention to what fucking needs to be done with my wedding, that'd be great!" Kyla shouts out.

"Oh yeah, what kind of muffin would I be Ky?" Alex purrs out. "Would I be a spicy jalapeño muffin?

"Alexandra Cooper. Continue flirting with unavailable women and you will soon stop being one of them." Arden growls out, standing up and adjusting her jeans. Ugh, I did not need to see that.

"I'm only playin', babe." Coop smiles innocently at her and kisses her cheek. "Plus Lucy is obviously slacking on her groom duties."

Lucy raises a brow, "Like what?"

"We'll it's pretty obvious Kyla needs to relieve a little tension. Someone isn't satisfying needs." Alex looks at her nails before smirking up at Lucy.

"I can't unsee things." Spencer groans suddenly, her hands over her eyes. Effectively breaking the glaring match between Lucy and Coop. Aw, my poor baby is scarred. Well, can't say that that hasn't happened to me. Living with Arden made frequency of walk-ins doubled back in the playing days. "But, Coop you are quite the giver, I'll tell you that much." Coop chuckles and wiggles her brows at Arden who turns crimson.

I quickly change the uncomfortable subject, "I need to sanitize that bar and have the floor steamcleaned thanks to you two." I growl out.

"Okay back to the important topic: Me!" Kyla exclaims.

"Wow, that must be a Davies thing." Spencer looks at me and smiles and I scoff.

"It is not." I grumble.

Kyla continues to fire off orders and appointments from her planner for each of us and everyone settles down enough to type the events in their phones.

"Alright, now that everyone's caught up. Arden did you and Coop invite everyone for tonight?"

"All set for the Miss Davies." Coop replies in a cockney accent and bows.

Kyla rolls her eyes, "Good. Bridget and the others have all the food covered, with the exception of dessert."

"Wait, what?" I'm totally lost.

"Spencer," Coop whines. "You were supposed to tell her."

"I was waiting for the right moment?" Spencer offers weakly. "Which is guess is now…" She turns to me with a smile. "We're going over to Wiley's house tonight."

"Any particular reason?" I raise a brow.

"Uh, to see the episode." Spencer squeaks out and closes her eyes, waiting for my outburst.

"Ah huh. Well, you guys have fun with that. I'll be here." I sit on the couch.

"Ashley Davies. You are going to this screening and that is final." Alex commands. Whoa, okay.

"Coop?" I furrow my brows.

"Just do it. Okay?" She softens and I sigh.

"Alright, I'll go." This will be one hell of a screening, I can tell you that much.