Present day- Spencer’s POV- Morning: Before the Truth

I just watch her sleep, knowing that Alexa would be calling me soon. I guess guilt feels good right now, I guess it feels nice to just be back in her arms, watching her sleep. Maybe it’s the fact that now it doesn’t matter, that now we’re here together. Together. It’s a nice change from the few weeks of ‘apart’.

She turns over, her back to me now, and I place a kiss on her shoulder blade. I pull her to me with my arms and just feel as if nothing else matters, and it doesn’t.

My alarm goes off an hour earlier than normal for school, but two girls must shower now instead of one. I get up, not waking her just yet. I slink off to the shower with my clothes in hand. I take one more look at her………. I know it was worth it.

Present day- Ashley’s POV- Morning: Before the Truth

I can feel her pull me to her but I don’t make a move to signify I’m awake. I’d rather just enjoy this, being back here. Anyway, I feel kinda like a hangover’s on it’s way.

We only spend a little bit laying like this before her alarm clock goes off. I feel her move and I almost want to cry, my warmth is gone and it’s kinda depressing. But then I remember what she looks like fresh from the shower and I’m sure once she’s out it’ll be made up for.

I roll over and notice that it’s way too early to get up for school, probably why she was gonna let me sleep. I lay on my back and stare up at the ceiling. The thoughts that go through my head are outrageous. I;m grateful to Alexa, and I’m so grateful to Spencer for being as amazing as she is and forgiving. I think about how amazing last night was……. trust me, it was good. And then I wonder about the carlins and if me being naked in their daughters bed would be such a great idea.

I jump up and put my clothes on in record time. I doubt I’ve ever put them on so fast, not even when I was trying to sneak out of a one night stands houses before they woke. I breathe a sigh of relief when I look out the window and notice that they’re not home. I look back at my clothes and curse under my breath, that was some more time I could have spent in Spencer’s bed. Oh well, better safe then having your girlfriends mom strangle you to death.