Spencer’s P.O.V.

You know when things are so perfect, that you just want to take a picture? Well, that’s how I felt right now. I was in Sydney, tanning on the beach, with my hot girlfriend laying besides me. Our fingers interlocked as we listened to our iPods. ‘Isn’t it funny?’ I thought to myself. ‘That two people who are so different, could be so perfect together?’ I mean, Ashley was the bad ass and I was the oh-so-innocent one. But it worked. Perfectly.

We had spent the afternoon frolicking in the waves, watching people surf. Sydney was just plain amazing. Life was so much more chill here. People surfed like all day long, only pausing to drink beers on the beach. Everyone seemed more relaxed, compared to L.A. where people seemed to be walking without a purpose.

Ashley standing up and wrapping a towel around her waist snapped me out of my thoughts. God damn, she looked hot! Her auburn hair was glistening in the sun, and her skin practically radiated. I could almost feel people staring at her. Well who wouldn’t? She’s a goddess. My goddess.

“Spencer!” She called, pulling my headphones out of my ear. “It’s like 6! We need to get ready for dinner!”

“You made dinner reservations?” I asked as I grabbed my towel, and put my other stuff in our beach bag.

“Of course baby!” She exclaimed, snaking her arms around my waist. “It’s our first night here…” She grabbed my hand and our fingers once again interlocked. We walked to our hotel, which was literally right across the street from the beach.

Once we got into the suite, Ashley decided she needed to take a shower first, since I interrupted hers this morning.

“Why don’t we take one together?” I asked.

“Because Spence…” She sighed. “You know how our showers usually turn out. We never actually get cleaner…”

“Okay….” I complained, sitting down on the couch. “I’ll just watch some T.V…” I mindlessly flipped through the channels, only thinking about Ashley, with hot water running down her naked body. Mmm, I could feel myself getting hungrier by the minute. But not for food. I would rather have a tan brunette for dinner.