"Well I-" she started, but I wasn’t trying to hear it, and neither were my rapidly changing emotions. Anger, step right up, you’re lucky contestant number two! "Oh my-fuck, you, you got me drunk Kyla, and fucked your own sister’s girlfriend! If you weren’t drunk that means you took advantage of me!" Kyla stood up calmly. "Spencer, it’s not really taking advantage of you, if you’re begging for it, which I assure you, you were". I skipped sympathy, and entered my fury zone quick. "Kyla, you don’t get it, there’s nothing special about having to get me drunk off my ass, just so you can fuck me, it wasn’t special, and you know why it wasn’t special? Because you’re not Ashley!" I whispered as loudly as I could. Yeh, I was telling Kyla off, but if Ashley woke up and came down here, there’d be trouble regaurdless of who’s side I was on.

Kyla slouched against the couch "Spencer, have you ever come 5 times?" I paused "What the hell does that have to do with anything?!" I questioned angrily. "Everything" she took a step towards me, and then another, I stepped back, I was curious to know when Kyla got so intimidating. Backing into a wall, I was forced, litteraly, to stop. Much to Kyla’s advantage she put a hand against the wall right next to my head. She smiled at me, it was sort of like Ashley’s sept less cute, but her teeth were whiter, which wasn’t easy to accomplish up against Ashley. Her other hand moved to my cheek, I wasn’t falling for it, and moved it away, only to have her step closer and place it back, this time slightly firm. I turned my head to the right, checking the stairs, no, checking for an angry girlfriend. "Kyla, stop, I’m serious" she shook her head and leaned in, then dodged my lips, I couldn’t believe I was letting this happen again, after I made up with Ashley.

She breathed next to my ear, the hairs on the back of my neck stood straight, I tried to control them, and command them back down, but I failed. "It was special because it was you, she paused to lick the shell of my ear, and me Spencer" I looked down, trying to see over her shoulder, now it was me, weak old me trying to avoid eye contact. Fuckin A, what was it about these Davies girls that make them so confident and sexy and me so horny and speechless?Snapping back to reality, I realized at least half an hour had passed, and I’d probably have a better shot at getting back to bed. "Move Kyla, it wasn’t special, I don’t care what you think" I pushed her slightly off me, and in a way so she must have felt like I was unphased at her little attempt to seduce me…again. She turned away, and up the stairs, my glance followed hers, I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomache, it dissapeared when I saw nothing there.