“Spency wency!!  Of course I’llllllllll finish it off!!!”  Ashley said in the same tone of voice….at least we were both smashed.

The next thing I can really remember was lying on my back with Ashley right next to me looking at the stars…that’s when I started getting deep….not like that you perv!

“So…. Do you think there is a God??  I mean, like…like one thhhat makes all these stars and puts two people…um…you know….together, like connected through…um…love??”  I ask still stumbling over my words and thoughts from all the alcohol.

Ashley is silent for a while, but turns onto her side to move some hair out of my eyes, “A God??  I don’t know about that…I do think there is Love for everyone, so…um…something or one has to be….like in control of it?  You know, like, like….destiny…”  I’m pretty sure she took the break between my question and her answer to actually manage to not sound very drunk….but she still looked like she wanted to say something else, but it must have pasted because she ended that thought my lightly hitting my nose with her finger. 

“Hey!  That hurt,”  I said feigning like that could possible hurt me, attempting to grab her hand, but failed and hit her in the face, a lot harder than she tapped my nose. 

She just pouted as she said, “Oww!! Now, that hurrrrt!”

I just said, “Sorry…but the pout is my line.”  Even though she pulled it off quite well, then I added my amazingly irresistible pout with the head tilt.

“Fiiiiine..be that way.  But I’m not accepting that as an apology… it stillll hurt.”  She said with a frown.

“Okay… will a kiss make it better??”  I ask, but then quickly regret my decision when I realize I just offered to kiss her…damn being drunk and not having quick reaction time.  Ashley’s eyes went a little wider and just visibly gulped… I just thought it was best if I left after that comment, because we both knew I meant in more than a friendly way.

“Wait,” she said pulling me back down, but I couldn’t catch my balance and landed on top of her.  She brushed some more hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear, “You’re perfect Spencer.”  That was the last thing she said to me as she rose up and closed the distance between our lips.  She was perfect, the kiss was perfect, the shocking and tingling feelings her lips sent through the rest of my body was perfect…. I, on the other hand, was not perfect.  I was a drunken mess.  But right in that moment when Ashley kissed me everything around me stopped, I couldn’t even hear the ocean that was ten feet away from us.  It felt like we had been kissing for hours, and I just couldn’t get enough of her… I was realizing it was getting harder to breathe, but I continued anyway…I would rather die than stop kissing her.  I ran my tongue along her bottom lip, and she was about to open her mouth, but she was forcibly removed from under me…I’m pretty sure I bit down hard on her lip as she was getting dragged out by her arm…

SHIT!!!!  Was the only thing that crossed my mind….