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    Songs for Spashley – (Chapter: Shy That Way – Tristan Prettyman ft. Jason Mraz)

    You know your stunning
    Absolutely stunning
    And I’m running always running

    It had started when Spencer had to go to the coffee shop closer to her place.  The first time she ever entered she ordered her coffee and saw the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on before.  Ashley herself was hurriedly waiting for her coffee.  Picking it up from the counter she turned and saw a beautiful Goddess of a blonde looking her way.  The blonde ducked her head down immediately embarrassed she had been caught staring.  Ashley began walking towards the door she was going to be late if she didn’t hurry.  As she passed by the blonde looked up and Ashley smiled at her before she kept walking.  Spencer smiled back, blushing slightly at the way the brunette had looked at her. 

    “Spencer?”  The woman behind the counter called holding up her coffee to go.  Reaching for it she thanked the lady and walked out.  She would most definitely be returning to this coffee store. 


    And now I’m crying
    You know only cause I’m caring

    Ashley berated herself as she drove away to her meeting.  Why hadn’t she stopped to talk to the beautiful blonde who was looking at her?  Why was it that all she did was goofily smile at her?  Why didn’t she ask for her number?  Say hello?  Ask how she was doing?  She would go back tomorrow.  She prayed the blonde would be there again.  She went to the meeting and didn’t absorb much.  All she could think about was this blonde.  Her smile, the way her eyes sparkled, the cute way she looked down when she was caught staring.  She thought of what she could say to the blonde, but even in her mind she was stuttering , fumbling over her words.

    Spencer sat in her office pretending to read the file that was just put on her desk.  She had even put on her glasses to add to the act.  In reality she was thinking about the brunette.  The way she smiled at her, the power she felt between them when they made eye contact.  Why didn’t she say hi to her?  Maybe wave? The thought of speaking to the brunette however already made the blonde nervous.

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