Ashley choked on her drink. She held her hand out and wheezed, “We haven’t even said ‘I do’ yet buddy, let’s not jump the gun.” She added with a nervous chuckle.

Spencer gave her fiancée a strange look.

“Just a question,” the bodyguard replied with a shrug.

“I would love to have kids,” Spencer said.

Ashley’s head shot towards her fiancée. “You would,” she whispered.

“Of course,” the blonde nodded. “You wouldn’t?”

“Well, I… I mean … that … I…” Ashley fumbled over her words. “I never really thought … about it… at all.”

Spencer bit her lip and stood from her seat. “Please excuse me,” she muttered walking back into their bedroom.

“Spencer, wait,” Ashley breathed out following behind her fiancée. She stepped into the room, shut the door, and took a seat next to the blonde on the bed.

“You don’t wanna have kids,” Spencer questioned.

“Not right now,” the rocker replied throwing her arms up.

“Of course not right now Ashley,” Spencer chastised. “I meant a few years down the road. Do you want to have children with me?”

“Why are we talking about this,” Ashley replied confused.

“It’s important to me,” the blonde said as the bus came to a stop. “You didn’t answer my question Ashley.”

“I don’t know Spencer,” the rocker sighed.

“You don’t know,” Spencer repeated slowly. “You don’t know if you want to have children with me?”

Ashley shook her head, “This isn’t coming out right,” the rocker replied burrowing her face in her hands with a sigh.

“I think it’s coming out fine,” Spencer muttered leaving the room.

“Spencer,” Ashley whispered.

“I need to be alone,” the blonde murmured. Spencer made her way into the gas station and headed for the bathroom. She spotted Heather washing her hands and sighed.

“Hello Heather,” she greeted quietly.

Heather turned off the faucet and dried her hands before turning to the blonde. She gave her tight smile. “Spencer,” she acknowledged.

“How are you enjoying the tour,” Spencer asked as an attempt at being cordial.

“It’s good recognition,” Heather replied. “One day I’ll be on my own tour with-”

“You told Ashley you’re in love with her,” the blonde blurted.

Heather froze at those words. She cleared her throat and nodded. “I did.”