“Ow ow ow ow” Ashley whined as I helped her crippled form over to my couch and laid her down.

“Can I get you anything?” I asked Ashley from the arm of the couch.

“Yeah, you got any vodka and vicadin?” She replied, giving me a weak smile while I just shook my head and frowned at her question. “Or a heating pad and Tylenol will do.” She added plainly.

“Three Tylenol and a heating pad coming right up.” Giving her leg a gentle pat, I exited my living room and walked into the bathroom.

“Hey guess what’s on?” Ashley yelled from the other room.

“What?” I yelled back as I rummaged through my closet for the meds.

“COPS!” She shrieked excitedly, like a little kid on Christmas morning.

“And to think you got enough of that at work.” I mumbled to myself sarcastically then giggled.

Once I had Ashley all situated with the heating pad and Tylenol, I lifted her head and sat down on the couch, placing her head back in my lap. I noticed a small smile creep on the brunette’s lips as I played with her tousled hair, twirling the short strands of red between my fingers.

“God you’re so beautiful” I told Ashley and she tipped her head back to look at me, revealing her gorgeous brown eyes. “How did I ever get so lucky to find a girl like you?”

“Fate” Ashley responded with all seriousness in her voice. “Fate brought us together”

I nodded my head in agreement.

 “Well that and your led foot.” She added trying hard to stifle a laugh, but just ended up snorting loudly in the process.

I playfully shoved Ashley’s shoulder and she winced in pain.

“Sorry Ash!” I apologized, completely forgetting her injury.

“Sorry is just not gonna cut it this time Spencer.” She purred, caressing the hand I had resting on her shoulder.

“Ashley Davies are you hitting on me?” I teased.

“Just get over here already” She demanded, gripping my neck and pulling me down to meet her lips in a fiery kiss.

She held my lips against hers for a few seconds then dragged her tongue across my bottom lip. I parted my mouth allowing Ashley’s hot tongue to caress mine, causing me to become lost in her taste. I had to have more.