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    Fame – (Chapter: Lady d’Arbanville)

    Story written on March 28, 2007 by Dreamer.
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    Chapter 8

    Ashley opened her mouth to respond but then closed it when she noticed the older brunette entering the room.

    Spencer turned her gaze to the tall figure in front of them. Her smile was warm and she looked far too young to be anyone’s parent but assumed it was due to plastic surgery. Spencer didn’t see too much of a resemblance between her and Ashley and frowned when she realized Ashley got most of her looks from the person she hated the most, her father.

    Ashley stood from her seat and watched Spencer do the same. She took Spencer’s hand walked them around the table.

    “Hello, I’m Brenda Shannon Matthews. Ashley’s mother.” Brenda introduced herself as she offered the blonde her hand.

    Spencer took the offered hand with a bright smile. “Spencer Adrienne Carlin.”

    Brenda chuckled lightly. “Everyone knows who you are, Dear. Your face is on the cover of every major teen magazine out there. Along with that incredibly gorgeous man of yours.” She winked. “You two do make an amazing couple. Can’t wait for the wedding.”

    Feeling uncomfortable, Spencer looked down. Ashley sensed the blonde’s discomfort and gave her hand a quick squeeze before speaking. “So, Brenda. How did your meeting go?” Ashley asked changing the uncomfortable subject.

    The drastic change in subject was not lost on the older brunette. She watched with amusement as Spencer leaned closer to her daughter, her head resting against her shoulder as they continued to hold each other’s hand. She was momentarily taken aback at how accepting Ashley was to her advancements. Ashley had never been affectionate to anyone and hated being touched. She would even slightly tense before Kyla threw her arms around her. “Um, fine. Everything went according to plan.”  She blurted out quickly. She looked down at her watch. “Let me go get Kyla.” She looked back at both girls. “You can show Spencer around.” She said before leaving the room.

    Ashley turned her head. “Ready for the world famous Ashley Davies nickel tour?”

    Spencer chuckled. “Lead on.”

    *~*~*~*~*

    They walked into the last room of the tour and Spencer couldn’t keep her eyes from bugging out. The walls were filled with original priceless paintings and sculptures by famous artists from all over the world. Elegant French antiques furnished the cream colored room and she assumed the room alone costed more than her parent’s ranch back home. She looked over at Ashley. “This room is absolutely breath taking.” She honestly exclaimed.

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