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    Grow Old With Me – (Chapter: Can’t Keep My Hands Off Of You)

    “Right, nice to meet you.”

    “Bye Professor Meyers.”

    “Have a good day,” he answered.

    “You know you’re amazing, right?” Spencer said to me after he was out of sight.

    “I do, actually,” I joked. I got a lot of stares as we headed out of the building; I guess it’s not everyday you see someone famous walking around your campus. I even took a few camera-phone pictures with people.

    “Thank you for doing that,” Spencer told me once we were outside. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed my cheek; she was so adorable.

    “Don’t mention it. It was my fault in the first place. Besides, it could be fun, right? I’ve never taught anything before. I haven’t even been in a classroom for like, 5 years.”

    “True,” she confirmed. “So what are you doing today?”

    “I have to do an interview at 2. But after that, I’m all yours.”

    “Great. Call me when you’re done?” she said as we stopped in front of her building.

    “I will. I love you.”

    “I love you too.” I gave her a kiss and started walking back to my apartment to shower.

     

     

    At around 11, we found ourselves in front of one of the hottest clubs in the city. The lines were long, full of scantily yet expensively dressed people, many of whom were rejected at the door. I made my way straight to the front of the line with Spencer and Allie and, without even opening my mouth, we were immediately granted entrance.

    “Nice job, Ashley,” Allie remarked as we took off our coats and made our way to the main room.

    “Ladies, you made it!” Ben called out. We had made plans to meet up here; of course we made it.

    “What do you want to drink, babe?” I asked once we got to the bar. I watched Ben order for Allie… too cute.

    “Um, just a beer I guess.”

    “Two vodka tonics,” I said. “Liquor is quicker, Spence.” I winked at her before paying the bartender, even though he insisted it was free of charge. Drinks in hand, we made our way over to the VIP section where the rest of the A-list, it seemed, had decided to hang out tonight… so many celebrities. We got our own round booth easily, though.

    Comments

    1. awww….cute. and damn…they were freakin horny! lol. sorry i havent commented, but my computer only likes to comment when it wants to…aka its a piece of crap. but welcome back!

    2. Um, I have to leave for work tomorrow at 7:15 a.m. so I’d appreciate it if you could send Spencer around by me at 6:45 a.m. to…make me breakfast…yeah, that’s it, breakfast. Fantastic, as always, Kozmicblues!

    3. awww….cute. and damn…they were freakin horny! lol. sorry i havent commented, but my computer only likes to comment when it wants to…aka its a piece of crap. but welcome back!

    4. Um, I have to leave for work tomorrow at 7:15 a.m. so I’d appreciate it if you could send Spencer around by me at 6:45 a.m. to…make me breakfast…yeah, that’s it, breakfast. Fantastic, as always, Kozmicblues!

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