“Spence, I’m going to try my best not to rush this ok? But I mean…I am so fucking…”

“Wait…Ash?”

“Yeah?” Ashley asked, her eyes meeting Spencer’s.

“This is going to be…you know what? Never mind. This is stupid.”

“Spence, you’re topless. Let’s skip out on the whole ‘I don’t wanna expose myself to you thing.’ We’ve passed that point. Now let’s hear it.”

“Um…ok then. This is kinda a big moment for me. Ok, it’s a really big moment for me and there’s something I would really like to do…or hear, maybe?”

Ashley froze. Was Spencer expecting some kind of declaration of love? Ashley might have felt it, but she couldn’t be sure she was ready to say it.

“Ok…now that I’ve officially scared you, all I want is a CD playing or like, a song. I know it’s incredibly corny of me and yes, I’m sure you’re all like, ‘Spencer, you’re ALWAYS corny’ but I like the idea of hearing a song and being reminded of my first time with you, you know?” Spencer said, a goofy smile gracing her lips and easing Ashley’s fears.

“You want some music, is that what all of that was supposed to translate to?” Ashley asked, smiling.

“Uh, yeah. Basically I want some music.”

“Porn star sex it is then,” Ashley said, making her way over to her expensive yet technologically confusing CD player.

“Porn star sex…” Spencer repeated to herself, admiring Ashley’s body as she made her way to the opposite side of the large room.

“Give me some suggestions here, Spence.”

“Um….well,” Spencer began, her mind flipping through a mental music catalogue, “I don’t know really.”

“Well great, I don’t know them either,” Ashley said sarcastically.

“Ah, shut up, I’ll come see what you have,” Spencer said as she made her way over to where Ashley stood rifling through a large collection of music.

Spencer stood beside Ashley, their skin barely touching. Ashley took a deep breath, letting it out slowly so as not to alert Spencer of her highly aroused state.

“Oooh, I love them,” Spencer said, leaning over to examine a CD more closely.

As she did, her hair brushed Ashley’s arm, sending ten million tiny pinpricks of excitement throughout Ashley’s body.

“Spence…”

“Yeah?” Spencer asked softly, her focus still on the collection.