I snake my way up her body, smoothing her skirt out as I put it back in place and pick up her shirt. I kiss her lips passionately for a minute or two before I pull away.

            “I told you dancing with me would be rewarding,” I whisper into her ear before I throw her shirt at her and turn and walk out of the stall, swinging my hips as I go and leaving a speechless, breathless Spencer behind me.

            We didn’t dance much more the rest of the night; other people needed to use the bathroom and I didn’t know if either one of us was strong enough to resist temptation. We got back to campus and it was nice not having to lie to Angela as Spencer and I headed back to my room. We left Angela and Aiden, though I’m not sure if they went separate ways or spent the night together.

            We got back to my room and Spencer was highly intoxicated. After the bathroom episode, she insisted on taking celebratory shots in honor of, and I quote; “true love and mind-numbing orgasms.” I doubt we’ll be welcomed back at that bar any time soon; though I obviously admit that it was worth it. Back at my place I’m attempting to undress Spencer, though she’s not even attempting to make it easy.

            “Ohhhh baby, you want to undress me again?” she barely slurs out in her drunken state.

            “Yes, dear, but not in that way,” I reply, treating her like a child.

            Her face immediately turns into a frown at this. “You, you don’t want me anymore?” She squeaks out the question in the saddest voice I think I’ve ever heard as she collapses on her back onto my bed. I follow suit and fall next to her, but on my stomach, leaning up on my elbows to talk to her.

            ‘’Sweetie,” I say lovingly as I cup her cheek with my hand. “Of course I want you. It’s literally unbearable to keep my hands off of you.” She perks up slightly at this, but I can tell she’s about ready to pass out as I stroke my hands through her hair softly.