September 2, 2009 11:20 pm PST

I’m shuttering. I can’t seem to stop. Oh, great. Now I’m shaking. My face feels like it’s on fire but my body is freezing.

Ashley: “Spence? Hey, hey, hey, Spencer, you okay?” She brings the blanket up to our bodies and wraps herself around me tightly. She kisses my lips repeatedly making shushing noises as she strokes my hair. She’s able to calm me down but I’m still shaking slightly.

Ashley: “You okay?” She brings her hand down to my face and caresses my check tenderly. “There you go. Deep calming breaths.” She breathes in deeply and exhales loudly. She does this over and over and I can’t stop myself from laughing.

Spencer: “I’m okay now, thanks.” She stops her breathing exercise but continues to caress me.

Ashley: “Are you sure? Your body is still really hot, maybe I should strip you naked and take you into a cold shower?” She wiggles her eyebrows at me.

Spencer: “That’s a great idea, you should undress me again and shower me.” Her expression freezes and then her eyebrows furrow and she has an adorable pout on her lips.

Ashley: “That’s not fair, I’m allowed to say those things, you’re not!”

Spencer: “Nuh uh, I’m being coy, you’re being a tease!”

Ashley: “Coy? Who say’s coy?”

Spencer: “Shakespeare, I’m taking a literature class, I have to know words like that!”She laughs at me and Aiden grunts in his sleep and we both laugh quieter and both start to whisper again. She’s back to stroking my hair as she stares down at me and I stare back at her.

Ashley: “It started my first day of school junior year, September 1st. I woke up at like five in the morning in a cold sweat. I remember piercing blue eyes and the beach. As the years went by the dreams got more intense and more detailed. I never saw your face, but as soon as I saw you I knew. At orientation, when I passed out, and then again after we were in the elevator together. I’ve dreamt of you every night since the first, except last Wednesday. I hated that I didn’t dream of you. I want to dream of you every night for the rest of my life. Because a crazy old woman made me realize that I shouldn’t be a pussy and that you are clearly the girl that I should spend the rest of my life with.” She’s breathing deeply.