"Boys, calm down, I come bearing gifts." Ashley walked up to them, holding a twelve pack in each hand, a soda tucked under her arm. "The soda’s for you," she nodded in Spencer’s direction. I figured you wouldn’t want to drink, and these" she smiled at Jon and Brad, "are for us. It is so time to bowl."

     In the end, they decided to split up and have Brad play against Jon, while Spencer challenged Ashley. She thought it would be a little easier to win since the brunette was throwing back beers like they were bottles of water. She had to be on her eighth one, but Spencer was having such a good time she didn’t really think it mattered how much Ashley decided to drink. She hadn’t had so much fun since she started school, and her stomach was getting sore from laughing at the boys for so long. They spent so much time trying to sabotage the other, they never realized how much they were actually sucking at the game. Spencer looked up at the score board, then smiled sweetly back at Ashley. "You do realize," she began, "that if I get these last two pins, if I get this spare, then I win."

     "You won’t get the spare." Ashley drained the last of her beer, and stood to stretch, her muscle shirt rising over her stomach.

     Spencer forced her eyes away, swallowing hard. "You watch, I’m gonna get it."

     "Nah, not happening. I’m pretty damned positive that it’s not gonna happen."

     "You have no faith." Spencer rolled her eyes before turning back around and walking confidently towards the bowling foul line, pulling back her arm to follow through and release the ball when Ashley wrapped her arm around her from behind, placing a hand on her leg with a subtle pressure and moved it slowly around until it rested on Spencer’s inner thigh. Her breath caught in her throat and she could feel her heart start to hammer in her chest, as the ball fell from her grasp and rolled harmlessly into the gutter.

     "I told you," Ashley whispered in her ear, her mouth so close that Spencer could feel her lips moving as she talked. "that you weren’t gonna get that spare." She laughed, squeezing Spencer’s leg before releasing her and stepping away. "Maybe you should listen to me next time, huh?"