Ashley looked up and smiled at her, “Good morning Angel.” She whispered considerably. The rocker got up and pulled the blonde’s seat out for her.

Spencer grinned and took a seat at the table. “Did you fix all of this?” The blonde asked in surprise. Cooking and Ashley did not go together.

“I sure did,” the rocker stated proudly as she handed Spencer an aspirin and some water. “It was hard but I got it all done.”

Spencer peaked behind Ashley and smiled smugly. “That’s great Ash. You might want to dispose of the restaurant’s take out bags better first before you try to pull this again.”

Ashley blushed. “I tried okay,” she whined. “But, cooking is hard! I’ve gotta give Grandma, you, and Chelsea some credit because it’s tough.”

“It’s not that hard,” Spencer giggled.

“The hell it isn’t,” Ashley retorted. “Frying eggs is a bitch I tried it eight times. Every time I either had shells in the mix or they would stick to the pan. Oh and cooking bacon, forget about it. How was I supposed to know you were supposed to take the strips out of the package first before you put them in the oven?”

Spencer choked on her orange juice. “You didn’t take them out of the package and you tried to cook bacon in an oven?” She laughed out.

The rocker shrugged sheepishly. “Isn’t that how you make bacon?”

“Try the microwave next time Ash,” the blonde answered with a smile.

Ashley looked down, “I just wanted to cook you something,” she muttered with a pout.

Spencer walked over to the rocker and took a seat on her lap. “You tried and that’s what counts. I think that alone was pretty darn romantic.”

“Really?” The rocker questioned unsure.

Spencer nodded. “Yes. In fact it’s kind of sexy.”

“Oh yeah,” Ashley asked with a smile. “Well, if you think that’s sexy. You should see me when I order room service. I’m a beast with that.”

“Oh be still my beating heart,” Spencer sighed dramatically.

“That’s right,” the rocker laughed out.

“I love you Ashley,” the blonde whispered.

“I love you too Angel,” Ashley replied kissing Spencer.

“So,” the blonde started. “How much of a fool did I make of myself last night?”

“You were more horny than you were a fool,” the rocker giggled.

Spencer blushed and ducked her head. “I’m sorry about that.”

“It’s alright,” Ashley brushed off.

“I was so bad you had to sleep on the couch?”

“If we had gone any further I can guarantee, you would’ve entered that realm of becoming a woman, if you know what I mean.” The rocker answered poking Spencer’s belly.

“Sorry,” Spencer whispered once again.

“Don’t worry about it. Now c’mon, hurry up and finish your breakfast. We’re going to have a little fun on the beach and I have a little something special set up for us.”

Spencer smiled with excitement. Hopefully the rest of this trip will be worry and care free. Of course with their bizarre lives, drama always seems to sneak up on them some how.