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Spencer's POV

I blinked multiple times. What just happened? I look across the room and see Aiden on a chair and Chelsea on a couch. I look down on the floor next to a phone is a very awake Ashley staring at me.

"Hi?" I ask at her concern

She just was staring at me like I was crazy.

"What?" I asked her looking into her deep brown eyes.

"You're joking right?" She asked whispering.

"I'm so confused. Why is everyone in my room?" I asked looking down at Ashley's shocked state.

"Because of last night.." Ashley began but stopped when we heard floor boards creak outside my door.

"What happened last night?" I asked tilting my head.

Her eyes darkened for a second. Oh the head tilt does it for her. Keep that in mind. I smiled to myself as she shut her eyes then opened them again.

"Last night we.." Ashley stopped when the floor creaked again but this time someone touched the door knob. It was my mother. We look a little similar both blonde and blue-eyes. Her eyes were a tad more grey and more cold. Her face had stress and worry on her wrinkles.

"You're up?" She whispered looking at Ashley and I talking to another. "I thought I heard you how are you feeling?" She asked. I could see her blue scrubs from the other side of the door. She worked the night shift again. No sleep had worn underneath her eyes.

"I'm fine. Just a little groggy. Why?" I asked looking between an embarrassed looking Ashley and a worried mother. I rolled my eyes at both of them and began to sit up but Ashley grabbed my wrists stopping me. My mother gave Ashley a once over and then walked out. Ashley didn't let my wrists go. I just looked at her trying to figure out what she was doing. Her skin had no feeling but comfort and for a strange reason… arousal?

"Ashley why are you holding me.." I look down at her gaze. Oh, I'm naked. I looked at her and smiled genuinely and I went to grab the sheet but she grabbed my other hand.

"Don't." She breathed. I leaned down and we grazed noses. I smiled and slipped my fingers and interlaced them into mine. Then took my other hand free and stroked her hair out of her eyes.

"Did we, you know last night?" I asked her looking into her brown eyes growing gossy. She didn't answer me but looked and searched for the right words.

"Not exactly." She gasped out trying to look away from me. I grabbed her hair and yanked it back revealing her neck. And quickly took my hand from hers to muffle her moan. I smiled down at her.

"Ashley" I said into her neck.

"We uhh got interrupted." She said through my hand.

"What happened?" I asked dropping my hand to the top of the back of her neck scratching her hair line. Slowly pressing my fingers into her roots, I could hear her breath hitch.

"We we're about to.."She began but I pulled her closer to my face when the memory came back to me.

Flashback*

"I think you should pull over." I told Ashley a little tipsy. I was extremely curious how loud Ashley could make me moan and I wanted to test my hypothesis. Ashley did as she was told and went off the road as fast as possible. I laughed at her immediate actions. I was stroking her abs laying across her lap. This probably not the best position but I could make do.

As soon as the car came to a stop Ashley hoped out of the car and I willingly followed her. She was across the top of her hood.

"Spencer. I know I was flirting early but I didn't know you weren't available. I'm sorry I'm pushy and I'm a flirt. I shouldn't but I do. But this, this can't happen. It's not right, especially to Aiden." Ashley finished looking at me sadden.

I wasn't even thinking about Aiden. Hearing his name made me feel many things… mad, upset, betrayed, love, caring, and gross.

I looked up at Ashley and knew she was right but she was sending me all the right signals. I know she wants me but she won't do anything. I felt bad for trying to seduce her. I'm engaged for crhist's sake this makes me an adultery and her my mistress and I.. I don't like girls.. Do I? Does Ashley count as being interested in a woman? I mean it's okay to be straight and find females attractive right? I mean Mila Kunis. No Spencer.

Ashley must have sensed my state of panic because she told me to stop pancing and breath.

"Spencer, I'm not mad or am I going to tell Aiden. You got caught up and a moment and you didn't know what you wanted." Ashley said trying to excuse my behavior. She says the words trying to convience herself but she doesn't know how much of that isn't true.

"Spencer.." Ashley says looking at me staring at her.

"Spencer."

"Spencer."

Flashback over*

"Spencer." Ashley says looking at me.

"Hm?" I say looking at her.

"You spaced out." She says smiling at me.

"Oh, sorry. I remember what happened last night." I say realizing my hand is still in Ashley's hair and I'm still naked in front of the girl that just rejected me last night. It doesn't look like she wants to reject me right now though.

"Ashley." I say looking at her looking me over again.

"Yeah?" She asks unable to look up at me.

"Can we talk about this later? When Aiden and Chelsea aren't exactly a couple feet away and I'm not naked because I don't see this situation going anywhere but bad." I admit felling my checks turn red at my breasts showing.

Ashley doesn't reply back but she is still in a daze thinking.

"Spencer." Ashley says finally looking up at me.

"Yes Ashley?" I ask looking down upon her. I can't read her face right now but I know shes about to say something she didn't want to say.

"I'm sorry you're not available" She begins "but I'm not sorry you're straight." Ashley says as she lets go of my hands and walks out of my bedroom. When the door shut I lie back down and look at the ceiling.

What does she mean she's not sorry I'm straight. I was coming onto her? Does that say hey I'm strict for dicks? No its says I want to see your vagina.. No I am straight because I was just drunk and horny. But I just said I wanted to see her vagina? So does that make me drunk-sexual? I laugh at my own joke.

"What's so funny babes?" I hear Aiden call from the chair. I wrap my sheets around my aroused breasts and look at him.

"Nothing, just thinking how I need to drink more often." I admit and he smiles and goes back to sleep.