Ashley’s P.O.V.

I hung up the phone call from Spencer, and the thoughts of her and Amanda were completely erased from my mind. Why could just the sound of her voice make me forgive her in like three seconds…Duh Davies your in love with her.

Even though we had been on dates a thousand times, I was shaking and my stomach was doing flips just thinking about Spencer. I pulled myself together though, reminding myself I needed to look hot. It was hard to look that good in only a hour, but I was Ashley fucking Davies. I could pull it off.

I grabbed the hottest black top I could find. Even though it was a simple Abercrombie lace cami, it worked miracles with my push-up bra and I knew it drove Spencer wild. I grabbed a cute, but short jean skirt, put my hair up, and did my make-up and rushed out the door. Jeez, that was record-breaking; I was ready in only fourty-five minutes and I still looked hot. Hopefully Spencer will like it.

I pulled up in front of her house right on time and honked my horn. I was so anxious to see what Spencer looked like. All my expectations were met as she walked out, looking gorgeous in a pair of skinny jeans, ballet flats, and a flowing white top from urban outfitters. I swear she looked like a model and she could tell I was in shock when she got in the car.

“See something you like?” she asked.

“Um…wow…you look…um…amazing. I mean, you always look amazing, but tonight…wow.”

“Hmmm…someone’s speechless.” She said, giggling that I was practically drooling over her.

“Umm…yeah. Well who wouldn’t be? You’re gorgeous.” Spencer blushed at the compliment. Way to get your game back Davies. “So…where are you buying me dinner?”

“I thought we would go to our favorite spot…Carson’s.”

“Mmm…sounds delicious. Let’s roll.”

Carson’s was the place I took her on our first date. It wasn’t too fancy but they had awesome food and live music. On our first date, I sang to her from the stage. It was the most nerve-racking moment of my whole life, but it was well worth it. After that night, Spencer and I were in love.