Chapter Three

When I open my eyes, the room is still dark and I can feel the cool night breeze coming in through the window above my bed.  I reach a hand over to pull Spencer into me for warmth, but the space beside me is empty.  I sit up and try to listen for her in the bathroom, but I hear nothing besides the gentle hum of the breeze.

“Spencer?” I call out, but there is still no answer.  I take a few moments to calm myself.  There’s no need to freak out.  She’s probably just downstairs.  I stand and grab my pajama pants still laid on the floor.  I don’t see my red cami, so I walk over to my closet and remove a plain white t-shirt.  I slip it over my head, just as I exit my bedroom.  The clock in the hallway reads 4 am.

“Spence?” I say again as I descend the steps, my heart already inching up my throat.  I’ve only known this girl for a few hours and she already has my world spinning.  When I reach the bottom of the staircase I spot Spencer asleep on the sofa. She is fully dressed again, and her body is stretched full length across the sofa, a thumb resting gingerly in her mouth.  I pad over to her and kneel beside the sofa, just watching the way her chest rises and falls when she breathes.  She smells like a million different things at once, and I want nothing more than to figure out what each thing is. I could spend the rest of eternity figuring them out.

“Spence, why don’t you come back to bed?” I whisper into her ear, and she just smiles in her sleep, sucking on her thumb nosily.  I can’t repress the giggle that escapes my lips at this, and Spencer wakes immediately, blinking twice before really looking into my eyes.  “Come back to bed,” I say softly, rubbing a finger down her cheek, but the way her eyes cloud over tells me that she won’t, that she’s down here for a reason.  I stand immediately.

“Did I do something wrong?” I ask, running one hand through my hair and placing the other on my chest to calm myself.  “I know that I’m new to all this but up there I got the feeling that you were enjoying yourself just as much as I was,” I add.  Spencer doesn’t say anything.  She just sits up slowly and pulls her blonde hair back into a ponytail.  “God, Spencer say something…” I basically moan and something clicks in side of her, because she looks directly into my eyes.  I almost stumble at how serious they are, how pointed.