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    Smiling Faces – (Chapter: Chapter Nineteen)

    Spencer’s POV

    She’s standing right behind me and all I can think about is how much I want to to touch her and how this house smells like death and cheap beer.

    “Sorry about all this,” she says quickly, stepping in front of me and kicking a few cans from my path.  Her arm crushes mine as she does so and I squeeze my eyes shut, the skin burning with long needed warmth.  I want to pull her into me and keep her there for an eternity.  When I open my eyes again she’s staring at me with this big brown eyes and I almost fall over I’m so lost in them.  I brace myself on the mantle to my left and she takes a cautious step forward.  

    “You okay,” she says gripping my elbow for support.  My gaze shoots down to where she is touching me and she lets go immediately.  “S-s-sorry.  I’m sorry,” she says quickly, looking away, but I just shake my head that its okay.  I feel so stupid.  I can’t speak.  I spend three months waiting for this moment and I can’t find the words.  She fidgets some, shifting her weight from left to right and I realize that she’s dressed comfortably in black sweat pants and a white beater.  Even in sleep wear she’s irresistible.  My eyes roam her body, recognizing every curve but still feeling like they’re new.  I travel up her thighs, her small perky breasts, and then settle on her face.  Her cheeks are burning red and I realize that she’s blushing.  I’m making her uncomfortable.  

    Now, it’s my turn to say sorry.  “So-” I start but she silences me with a finger on her lips.  Then she points to the bodies stirring to our right in the family room.  She motions up stairs with her eyes and then turns.  I follow closely behind, my heart drowning in my stomach.  This is too much.  This is all too much.

    The stairs creak with each step and I tremble inside, remembering that my cell phone is still on.  I reach into my pocket and pull it out, powering it off.  It sings the goodbye tune as it does and I pray that Ashley didn’t hear it.  If she did, she shows no sign of it.  She tops the stairs and then turns with a blank face.

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    1. You made my day! Incredibly HOT and intensely emotional update. Spencer and Ashley have finally woven their hearts, bodies and souls into one…Spashley! Excellent update. PMS

    2. You made my day! Incredibly HOT and intensely emotional update. Spencer and Ashley have finally woven their hearts, bodies and souls into one…Spashley! Excellent update. PMS

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