Flashbacks are in italics. This flashback was taken from Wash It All Away - Chapter 41.1: Pick Your Study Buddy
63.1 - Why So Awkward?
Ashley's PoV
I don't know what had come over me when we first arrived at Spencer's parents' house. I was overwhelmed by the welcome and then Spencer stood there looking so kind and thoughtful. Then she turned into a delicious dessert I wanted to eat up and I couldn't control it.
That house had some sort of aphrodisiac in it I swear because there was not a single memory I had without some sexiness going on.
I couldn't wait until the day was over and don't get me wrong, I was enjoying catching up with my favourite older Carlins and even spending time with Glen. I didn't know him really though, we met once when I first came to Midtown and then a second time when Spencer and I graduated.
Both times I was focused on his hot middle sister.
At that moment though, with him sitting at the bar and smiling at me while he told me a bit about himself, I wanted to get to know him.
He'd be a brother-in-law after all.
"So you composed and wrote for Alex's first two albums?" Glen smiled at me and took a sip of his beer, "that's cool. I think I was the only one who didn't end up with the musical gene."
"You should see Lucas rock out on the piano." I smirked and he just shook his head laughing. "And yes, Alex and I were a team in the early stages of her career."
"I know she thought the world of you." Glen grinned softly and shrugged. "Both of them did."
"Well the feeling was mutual." I replied softly, my eyes landing on Spencer, who was at the table with Alex and her father talking.
"It's a shame we never got to know each other before," he sighed, "I have a feeling we would've been great friends."
"It's not too late." I raised an eyebrow. "Face it Glen, I'm going to be around for a long time." I smiled and he laughed, nodding his head.
"Glen!" Paula came from the kitchen shortly after the phone rang. "It's Sarah."
Glen's eyes widened and he quickly excused himself, leaving Paula taking his place on his seat.
"I hope that bitch has some good news." She muttered to herself, looking back towards the kitchen where Glen's voice was muffled. "She's keeping Glen's daughter away from him."
"What?" I frowned. "Why?"
"No reason, she's just a cunt." Paula spat hatefully and it made me more grateful than ever to have the Carlin family forgive me for the stupid acts I've pulled in the past.
Glen came running into the room with the phone clutched his chest, a big teary smile on his face. "Sarah's letting me keep Hannah for the week!"
Alex was the first to get up and hug her big brother, laughing and sharing happy tears. Spencer followed and soon the siblings were all tangled together on the floor. You would think they were teenagers and not on the verge of turning thirty or older – but it was really good to see because so far the only tears that were being spilled since being in Midtown, were happy ones.
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Alex's PoV
Since Glen had more than exciting good news, the coffee that Ashley, Spencer and I were supposed to go on was cancelled until tomorrow. We all went out for dinner instead and then Lucas and Dylan were put to bed before the adults gathered around the table to talk some more.
It was hard to do when you had my older sister giving Ashley eye-sex across the table. Even my mom knew they were undressing each other with their eyes and so she excused them and like teenagers, they went giggling up into Spencer's old room, holding hands.
"It's like a time warp." I rolled my eyes but grinned.
"I knew it." My Dad smiled proudly and nodded, looking at me. "You did the right thing by letting me know about Dylan, Alex."
I knew that. I knew that telling my Dad wasn't what got everyone upset. It was the way I did it and hid it all.
"Ashley's smoking hot." Glen held up his hands. "I'm just sayin'."
I nodded and was about to say something when my cell phone rang. "Hey." I smiled softly while excusing myself away from the table.
"Hey back," Tracey sighed quietly over the phone.
"How are you?" I asked, sinking down onto the couch.
"Dead." She laughed and I heard some rustling before she breathed softly into my ear. "I tried the house phone, are you not home?"
I blushed even though she couldn't see me. I had issues with being alone. "I'm at my parents' place."
"Figures." Tracey laughed. "I'm sorry we had to spend Christmas apart. I know I promised you that if you stopped your Tour for the Holiday, I wouldn't go away for any games."
What was in a promise nowadays?
"It's okay Trace," I smiled and played with the corner of the throw pillow, "it's not that bad. I miss you, but at the same time, the family's been patching things up too."
"Family?" I could tell she was confused and curious.
"Spencer, Ashley and the girls," I couldn't hide the excitement in my voice, "they're here right now. They came for a surprised visit, isn't that cool?"
"Yea, of course is it." Tracey shifted again and I clutched my phone to my ear more.
"When are you coming home?" I asked quietly. It felt like weeks since I've seen her, I did miss her.
"I'm not sure. We have this huge tournament coming up and Coach wants us to practice like hell. You think Spencer's bad with her coaching? This guy wins by far." A tired yawn escaped her.
"Sammy was saying that Carmen took time off hockey to spend time with everyone, I wish you could tell the team you had to come back to your girl." I pouted.
"Sammy and you have been hanging out a lot lately, haven't you?"
I don't think it was supposed to sound jealous but I could detect a hint of it in her voice. Tracey wasn't one to be jealous of me but when it came to Samantha Taylor, she had her issues. I couldn't blame her though; I mean I did cheat on Tracey with Sam in the beginning of our relationship.
Despite how close those two were, tension was thick when I was around Sam alone.
"Yea," I breathed, "she's been keeping me company as well while visiting her family."
"That's nice."
"Are you mad?" I bit my lip and heard my parents and brother start to head to bed. It was a little late.
"No Alex," she cleared her throat, "I'm just missing you."
"Then come home." I whispered desperately.
"How many times have I begged you to come home?" Tracey teased but it stung.
I was getting that from both women.
"Well I'm here now just like you asked and there you are – where I'm not." I sighed heavily.
"Are you mad?" She turned the question around on me.
"I'm just tired, it's been a long day." I bit my lip and fought the frustration coursing through me. "I guess I'll hear from you tomorrow?"
"Yeah," Tracey whispered, "tell everyone I said hi. I'll try and come home soon."
I nodded and that was the end of the phone call.
The awkward phone call.
I closed my eyes tightly and threw myself back on the couch. I received a text message a few minutes later and tried my best to ignore it but I was curious.
Do u no any1 who gives lessons for the guitar?
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My fingers skimmed the soft skin along her abdomen. My eyes were locked on hers in a heavy dance of arousal. Her lips were so full and swollen from kissing her deep and hard. Her blue eyes shifted and then she was back on me, hands in my hair, clutching my scalp as her tongue swept itself into my mouth graciously.
I moaned and dipped my fingers under the waistband of her jeans, digging my fingertips into the tender skin of her hips as she straddled me on my bed. Deep down I knew I shouldn't be doing this right at that moment. Even though Spencer covered me and told me to close my bedroom door while she and Ashley distracted my mom and dad, I knew if Sammy and I went any further, it'd be hard to stop – again.
"Alex," she moaned and brought her lips down to my neck, pushing her hips more into my questing yet stilled fingers, "I can't take this anymore," she pulled back, her pale skin rosy and flushed.
"I'm sorry," I breathed and withdrew my hands from their place on her lithe hips but she stopped me. I looked at her questioningly. "What's wrong?"
"I want you," her eyes darted across the darkened room before they landed back on me, "and I can wait for you, but just know, I really," her voice dropped as her lips pressed just below my ear, "really want you."
I bit my lip, squeezing my eyes shut, catching my breath. "Sam," I recaptured her lips and pushed her back so that my body rested against hers across my bed. We shared another passionate kiss and my hands began to wander again. I skimmed the skin under her shirt before sliding a hand up her ribcage, loving how goose-bumps erupted on her body, and cupped a lace-clad breast. She inhaled sharply, taking my own breath away.
"Hey!" Spencer knocked loudly on my door with the clearing of her throat. A signal saying that Paula was on her way up.
"Shit," I jumped off my girlfriend, ignoring her frustrated groan and flicked my light on, straightening out my clothes and waited for Sammy to do the same. I wrenched open the door to find Ashley and Spencer grinning at me with stupid smirks. "What?"
"Too bad you two got caught kissing yesterday," Spencer shrugged, "we wouldn't have to have this whole signal thing and you two would be making with the uh, whatever you two were doing."
I scowled and made my way back to my bed, sitting beside Sammy as I pulled my math book to rest in between us. "We were studying."
"Good for you girls," my mom's voice sounded through the doorway, "see Spence? Why can't you and Ash be studying? Seems like every corner I turn, you two are locked in your own little world."
I laughed. "Tsk tsk Spencey," I smirked.
"Shut up," Spencer spat and tugged on Ashley's arm, "come on, let's go make out on the couch."
Ashley blushed and avoided eye contact with my mom. Her brown eyes locked on mine and she winked. "Have fun 'studying'."
"Hey you two!" My mom called after my sister. "No hands under the clothes!" She turned her attention back to me and smiled. "Sorry they interrupted your 'study' session," she smiled and closed the door again.
Sammy looked at me confused. "What just happened?"
"Did she just close the door?" I asked, wide eyed and watched Sammy nod slowly. "Maybe she knows I won't uh, go any further now that she knows we were caught 'studying'."
Sammy couldn't help but smile and pressed her lips against mine gently, "so how about you give me another 'guitar lesson' then?"
Samantha Taylor!
I chuckled and nodded, cupping the back of her neck as I pulled her back down on top of me, the math book slipping off the surface. "I love the way you think," I breathed before we were caught up in another heated moment.
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I smirked and shook my head before dialling the number. A husky voice answered and I stood up, grabbing my winter coat and turning off the living room lights. "I'm just heading home, why don't you meet me there?"
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A/N: Just so we're clear, if you couldn't tell, I am a HUGE Salex fan myself. However, their future has yet to be determined.
Next time in Points Underneath:
Pure, unadulterated NSFW passionate... grown-up Spashley time. (Dialogue is very minimal, just a fair warning in advanced.)
