Her eyes refused to open. They tried and immediately regretted it, a muffled groan escaping her mouth. The sunlight was too intense and directly in her eyes. Spencer began to stretch, arching her body. Her foot collided with a leg behind her, shocking her completely. She ran her foot down the length of it, noting how small and smooth it was. Just as she was beginning to piece the night before in her mind, a voice interrupted her thoughts.

"If you wanted to play footsie, you just had to ask." The voice was groggy and raw. And right next to her ear. She was now aware of the hand on her hip as she felt a squeeze and a shifting in the space behind her. It made Spencer blush a deep red all the way down her neck, and a small cold sweat to break out, causing a shiver that ran from head to toe.

"Cold?" Spencer shook her head quickly. Now or never. She gently began turning over on her other side to face Ashley. She bit her lip as Ashley’s hand slide across her abdomen and settled on her other side. The sight of the brunette made Spencer grin widely, a slow chuckle coming out.

"What? Is there something on my face?" Spencer only shook her head, a silent laughter overtaking her, forcing her to bury her face into the pillow they seemed to have shared in the night, until the laughter subsided.

"That’s a very… roar look, Ash." Ashley looked at her as if insanity was settling in. Spencer reached up and took a piece of Ashley’s dark curls and moved it across to the other side of her head. Puppy dog brown eyes stared at Spencer.

"You shouldn’t laugh at other people’s bed head, just because yours comes out perfectly in place."

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