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    Artistic Awakening – (Chapter: Chapter 3)

    I woke up in a daze. My dreams last night had been invaded by a certain brown-eyed goddess, I think you know the one I’m talking about. Ummm..I stretched my arms out and over my head, moaning a bit. What a delicious dream. “Normally I have to touch a girl before she moans like that.”, a voice said from behind me said. Shit…wait where am I? No still in my bed…still in my room. But, I know that voice and it’s not Kyla’s. My eyes widened as I turned around and saw her. She was standing there in nothing but with nothing but a towel covering her glistening wet body. Am I in a dream because if I am I so love where this is going. I watched as a bead of water from her damp hair traveled down and escaped into the valley between her breasts. At that moment I’d kill to be that bead of water. Or to go over and lick the path where it fell. Ummm, there is a thought. When I finally looked at her face I was met by a smirk. Shit, I’ve been caught, well I guess I wasn’t being to sneaky about letting my eyes travel over her body. Fuck, let’s face it I was staring. And, she knows exactly what I’m thinking right now too. “Kyla and I had a long night so she let me crash here. I hope you don’t mind I used your shower too.”, she said smirk still in place. Hell no I don’t mind however, I wish I’d been in the shower with you. Damn it focus, she’s talking again. “Kyla left for her class already.”, she added, her voice raspy and sexy as hell. Wait class…what time is it. I looked over at the clock on my desk. “Fuck, I missed my class.”, I exclaimed flopping back down on my bed. She chuckled at my antics. “You’re so cute when your eyebrows squish together like that.”, she chuckled. I went to turn and give her the patented Carlin Death glare. BIG MISTAKE, she dropped her towel and walked over to Kyla’s dresser. I placed a hand over my eyes, God if I look right now I will not be able to be held accountable for the actions that follow. Strength…just breathe Spencer, I told myself. I heard her chuckle again, “What are you doing? Why so shy now, you’ve already seen me naked.” I had to bite down hard on my bottom lip to prevent the moan that threatened to escape at her words. She didn’t have to remind me of that. The image of her perfect, toned, tanned body was burned into my memory. Never could I forget that. Nor did I want to. Oh and don’t think I didn’t notice her lack of tan lines. Uh Huh..very nice. “It’s safe to look now.”, she said with a laugh. I slowly peeked through my fingers before pulling my hand away completely, there was no way I was trusting her words. Hell, it was never safe to look with her around. She could make even a potato sack look sexy. As I look over at her the theory was proven correct. Standing there in a simple band t-shirt and jeans she looked incredible. When she smiled at me her nose crinkled and I couldn’t help but smile back. Damn, she was so adorable. “Well, tell Kyla I’ll call her later. I’m sorry you missed your class. I wish Kyla would’ve said something, it would’ve been my pleasure to wake you up.” Ohh my pleasure too, believe me. I gulped at her words, they held so much double meaning. I think I just flooded. She reached for the doorknob and slowly opened the door. She paused, looking back at me, “Oh and Spence..”, she paused again making me lean up on my elbows and look at her. The use of the nickname again intriguing me. “You are adorable when you talk in your sleep.”, she smirked before disappearing out the open door. My mouth dropped open and my eyes widened to the size of saucers. FUCK…what did I say in my SLEEP!! My face turned a bright shade of red and I flew myself back on my bed, hiding my face under a pillow in embarrassment. WHAT DID I SAY?
    SHIT…

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    1. Just wanted to say thanks for the shout out…..Thanks lol. Any way I’ve just read all the chapters to this and I love it Spencer is so sweet and I love the way Ashley just gets to her. Look forward to the next update ppms.

    2. So I saw the whole artist title and I got really excited and immediately drawn to your story. Now I can’t wait for more posts! I love it! You’re brilliant! Artist=Hott

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