"I love…these brownies."

Spencer smiled knowingly at the girl next to her. Ashley wasn’t as good at covering her feelings as she thought she was. The blonde sipped her glass of milk, watching Ashley eat her brownie out of the corner of her eye. They were comfortable like this. Silence was something that one could value every now and then. Anyhow, what exactly were they going to say to each other?

Spencer absently reached over to take a brownie from the plate between them and her hand ended up colliding with the brunette’s. The plate was forgotten as each of their index fingers curled around the other. The remaining fingertips moved as they breathed, shifting and moving naturally. Two pairs of eyes were looking down at the gentle caresses with a sense of awe. A thumb lifted and began lightly stroking the curve of a knuckle, but they couldn’t tell you which finger belonged to which girl.

Ashley’s eyes were now looking up at the girl in front of her. Spencer had shifted to face her feeling the gaze, finally pulling blue eyes to meet brown. There was a ghost of a smile hanging onto Spencer’s lips that Ashley felt content in mirroring. The brunette felt her whole body shiver as she watched the girl’s face tilt in an endearing way. She was being openly admired.

Spencer reached over with her free hand and shifted around until her glass was snuggly underneath Ashley’s and in the girl’s hands. She stood after taking a hold of the plate of brownies, and Ashley followed suit, doing anything she could to keep their hands this way. Spencer led her to the front door, trying to balance the plate and turn the doorknob. After a few tries, it worked, and they stepped inside the hallway, sounds of the boys in the kitchen still playing their game. A few shouts of triumph and groans reached their ears, making the girls roll their eyes at one another.

The blonde let her fingers slide loose from Ashley’s, turning and taking the glasses from her. She made her way into the kitchen, leaving Ashley to stand there and just listen. She heard Glen poke fun at the girl, and Aiden’s smooth voice surely trying to persuade her his way. Part of her riled up at it, while the other part just felt calm. She had no worry. Spencer would always come back to her.