I left a note on the table telling the family I would be out late; I’m such a considerate daughter. Aiden never leaves a note. I didn’t know for sure how long I would be at Ashley’s, hopefully for a good while, but I knew even after that I’d drive around for a while. I drove over to Ashley’s and there was only her car in the driveway. I expected her mom to be home but I guess she was working. I didn’t know much about Ashley’s family but I knew her mom was in the fashion business so it wasn’t surprising that she was still out.

I started to get a little more nervous as I walked to the front door. There were lights on in the house so I knew somebody was home, but I hadn’t really thought of what I was going to say if Ashley didn’t open the door. Hell, I didn’t know what to say if she did open the door. “Hi, I heard the song you wrote for me and I’ve been stalking you for the last couple of months and I want to date you.” Yeah for some reason I didn’t think that would go over well.

I finally decided to just be honest with her and hopefully things would work themselves out. I knocked on the door and heard someone moving around inside. “I’m coming, hold on.” I heard Ashley say. She opened the door and looked stunned to see me. She had on boxers and a tank top and looked like she had been in a fight with a paint can. There was purple pain on her cheek and arms. “Uh…hey Spencer. Come on in.” she seemed nervous that I was there.

No sooner had I walked in than I felt something wet hit the back of my leg. I turned around to see a little boy who looked about two holding a paint brush. He had a look like he had just been caught. I noticed the wetness on my leg was none other than paint.

“Ryan James Davies what do you think you’re doing? Apologize right now.” Ashley picked the little boy up and took the paintbrush from him. She looked so cute getting on to him that I couldn’t help but laugh a little. Ryan quickly apologized then Ashley put him down and he ran off. Ashley looked at me in an apologetic face. “I’m sorry Spencer, we were painting earlier and it turned into a bit of a paint war. I guess he thought I’d called for reinforcements.” I couldn’t keep the laughter in this time. Ashley handed me a paper towel and I managed to get most of the paint off my leg. We sat on stools in the kitchen while she cleaned the paint off herself.