The smell of coffee wafted into her nostrils and she smiled.

Nothing could beat the smell of fresh coffee. Especially when said coffee was made by one hot blonde. Said blonde stood by the counter, fixing the cups and sugar and whatnot, completely oblivious to the company. She probably was so focused on the task at hand, she never heard the kitchen door open. That’s how she remembered her, dedicated to the point of not realizing what was going on around her.

It could be considered a weakness but to her it was one of Spencer’s best features. It showed how passionate she could be. A passion that added to the blonde’s charisma.

She cleared her throat and walked in further, smiling at the slight jump Spencer made.

“Sam! You scared me.” Spencer said and took a deep breath to calm her pounding heart. She had been thinking about the day while fixing the coffee tray and was so far away she wasn’t aware of her surroundings.

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay. Coffee?” The blonde asked and picked up the tray to move it to the living room. Ashley had called earlier saying she was probably going to come by a lot later than planned. Kayley had dragged her along to a new club or something and practically begged the brunette to stay a little longer.

Spencer didn’t mind. In fact, it gave her an opportunity to invite Sam in for coffee so they were able to catch up a little more. All afternoon Sam had practically avoided the subject of her life and had successfully kept the conversation about Spencer. But the blonde was curious about Sam’s life too.

“So.” Spencer began after handing Sam a cup. “How is life in Washington?”

“Good. My day basically consist of work, sleep and eating.” Sam laughed. “Except on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Then I hit the gym for a few hours, after work.”

Spencer smiled and vaguely remembered how Sam talked about wanting to go the gym. School kept messing those plans up, though. “What do you do in the weekends? Outings with your significant other?”

Sam grinned at Spencer’s sneakiness. “Nice. But no, no outings with my partner. Loads of outings with myself, though. I love hiking. So on Saturdays I’m usually exploring Mother Nature.”

“And Sunday you need to recover from such hard labour.” Spencer laughed and caught the pillow Sam threw at her. “Hey! No pillow fights. I don’t think I need to remind you off the last pillow fight we had, do I?”

Sam shook her head in terror and shuddered. “No! My mother wasn’t a happy camper when we broke her Chinese vase. That came up on a lot of family get-togethers.”

“How is your mother, anyway?” Spencer had always liked Sam’s mother. The woman treated her as if she was her own. She had no problem with her daughter’s lifestyle or choices and always supported her.

“She passed away two years ago.” Sam’s eyes watered up and she blinked the tears rapidly away. Even after two years, she missed her mother dearly. She wasn’t afraid to admit she lost her best friend when her mother died.

“I’m so sorry, Sam.” Spencer reached over and took hold of the other woman’s hand. The blonde saw her friend was having a hard time keeping it together. “I knew you and your mother were close.”

“Yeah, we were. Unfortunately that bond didn’t do any good when the end was near. Cancer go to her and we tried everything to convince her to seek treatment but she refused. Claimed she wanted to die with dignity. The doctor gave her only six months longer if she would’ve started chemo. In the end we gave in and let her have her last wish.” Sam took the tissue Spencer offered and smiled through the tears.

“That must’ve been hard for you.” Spencer said gently and only noticed now how her thumb was rubbing small circles on Sam’s hand. She slightly frowned at the action and stopped her movements, covering it up by letting go of the hand. She was just consoling a hurting friend, is all.

Right?