And before poor Tammy could answer to that Spencer was pulled out of sight.

Spencer came face to face with Ashley.

“Spencer what’s going on?”

“I can’t talk to them Ash!  I can’t do it!  I don’t even know what the hell that was!”

“Okay honey, Glen has 4 numbers.  We’re going to be doing the dishes.”

Spencer looked left and right as if victimized, bounced up and down on her knees a few times and finally looked up at Ashley.  “Wait.” She said after gasping. “You can go!  You can do this!  He said choose a representative.  Come one Ash you are so much better at this than me!!  Please. Please. Please. Please!”

“Spence—“

“Do you want to do the dishes?”

“…I’ll do it.”  Ashley said in defeat, “Oh Ash, come to Christmas, it’s so fun.  We can totally pick up chicks with Glen.”  The brunette droned unhappily as she cleared her mind.  Kissing her wife on last time she dove head first ready to catch up to Glen’s numbers.

“Hey can I buy you a drink?”

“Hey beautiful.”

“You look familiar do you come here a lot?”

“Sorry I couldn’t help but notice…”

Ashley and Glen were on a roll.  Each one chatting up the ladies at the bar.  Ashley would get a number walk by the little corner where she and Spencer were seated and get a mini high five before look for the next girl.  Spencer and Morgan sat huddled both laughing and talking.  Spencer absolutely loved this girl.  Of all the women Glen had brought home for Thanksgiving, she like Morgan the best.  She was a nice girl, a genuinely, smile was not fake, nice girl.  She had a pretty steady job, she liked to do volunteer work on weekends.  At this point in the conversation Ashley came by to drop off a few more numbers.  The competition was beginning to get intense as Ashley had been able to catch up with Glen.  And now that they had gotten every girl’s number they awaited new women to enter the bar.  Both trying to win her affection before the other.  Much to Spencer and Morgan’s dismay as the two watched frowning at the two dueling siblings with a table full of scraps of paper and napkins in front of them.  Glen waited by the door like a dog awaiting his master’s return from work.  This had been a lot harder than he had expected.  Of course he knew his baby sister couldn’t talk to strangers in bars.  But going against the charm and wit of Ashley Davies? 

Ashley was seated at the bar sipping at her drink eyes trained on the door like a waiting hawk.  Stalking for prey.  Spencer stood up from her conversation with Morgan telling the girl she would be right back and walked towards the brunette’s perfect form seated at the bar.

“Hey hottie.”  Spencer said smirking at Ashley’s back. 

“hey you.”  The brunette’s smile broke out.

The blonde girl leaned him her lips barely brushing up against her wife’s ear.  Her hot breath tickled Ashley’s neck and made her close her eyes , taking in the feeling.

“You forgot to ask for my number.”  Her palm pushed firmly and almost dominantly over the brunette’s center.

Ashley gasped from the sudden pressure on her now very wet core.  Turning her head around she buried it into the blonde’s hair, inhaling the heavenly smell of Spencer’s hair.  Her arm shot up wrapping itself around Spencer’s neck and pulled down so that the blonde was now crouched so her face was leveled with the brunette’s.  Spencer pulled out a pen from her back pocket and took the napkin off the table.  Writing “Spencer,” and scrawled her cell phone number on it.  Placing a firm kiss on the brunette’s lips she turned around sashaying back to the table.  The taste of her heavenly blonde’s lips were still lingering on Ashley’s lips as she turned to find Glen looking at her in disgust.

“She’s my SISTER!”  He mouthed still looking absolutely repulsed that he just had to watch his baby sister kiss with someone, he continued to gag, missing the next girl who walked into the bar. 

The girl sat down a few stools away from Ashley.  Taking in a deep breath the brunette got off her seat and walked up to the woman. 

She was running out of time, the winning number was with this woman.

“Hey beautiful, can I buy you a drink?”

The woman turned around coming face to face with Ashley.  The two looked at each other in pure shock.  Then the shock turned to disgust.  And finally words came.

“MADISON?” Ashley looked on, still shocked to see her high school arch enemy.

“eww.” Was all the other girl could say.