A/N So, a few things to say before I get this show on the road. Just a fair warning, this sequel is in progress. Updates will be happening daily until we catch up. I have some other stories to post but they are being re-edited right now so I thought I would get this going. I hope you enjoy and even though this isn't done yet, I am 100% committed to finishing it.

While you don't have to read the short fic I posted after Today I Met...titled "Meet the Carlins" (the story was in Jessie's POV and added in at the end) I do suggest taking a look at it otherwise you might be a little confused over the next couple of chapters.

This takes place about two years after the original story.

The song used in this update will be posted at the end of it.


I yell upstairs to see if Ashley is ready and I get a request back from her for five more minutes.

That girl can take forever to get dressed!

We do have time to spare however, so I'm not going to bother Ashley about her diva like ways.

Ok, ok, she is the farthest thing from a diva, and believe me I've represented many of those over the years. But I enjoy teasing her because it's fun and I love the adorable pout she sports when I do.

I'm actually grateful for this extra time because it gives me an opportunity to get some dancing in.

It's been a hectic couple of weeks and dancing always puts me in a good mood. Plus, tonight is a big night for us and I'm already getting nervous.

I shouldn't be nervous, but I am.

Good thing I picked out my dress a few months ago or I'd be freaking out right about now.

Not that I freak out about a lot of things though.

I had a smart remark all ready to go but the laughter in my head about what I just thought distracted me.

You'd think it would be me running around trying to look my best because I got a new dress for the occasion while Ashley will be wearing something from her closet.

I know the change in me is shocking!

I've grown.

I've matured.

I am a new woman.

I still roar don't get me wrong, but I'm a lot more composed and level headed than I used to be.

Or, you know, I had professionals come over a few hours ago to get me all gussied up for tonight.

Hey at least I had the foresight to plan ahead unlike a certain someone who has the hottest body on earth and can make me swoon like no other.

No, I'm not referring to Lena Headey; I was referring to one Ashley Davies.


I would have thought that was obvious.

Right, where was I?

Oh yeah, she's upstairs trying on what I assume are a million different outfits but I know better than to try and hurry her up.

She gets a little bit ornery when I put the pressure on her.

Not the good kind of pressure.

Ashley loves that kind of pressure!

And so do I!

I'm referring to the hurry-up-we're-going-to-be-late-and-cause-a-scene kind of pressure.

And tonight is definitely an occasion I don't want to be late for.

I walk into the living room.

The living room of our house!

You heard correctly.

Our house!

After Ashley's first tour wrapped up we went house shopping and I fell in love with this one instantly.

What can I say, I fall in love at first sight when it counts.

It's not a huge mansion or anything but it does have a recording studio in the basement for Ashley to work at home when she wants to, and more importantly, a pool.

We all know what having a pool around means!

I don't have to spell it out for you.


Life has been fairly good to Ashley and me over the past two years.

I really have no complaints.

Well, there might be one complaint I have but soon enough it's going to be taken care of.

Until then, I have important matters that need to be addressed.

For example, what song am I going to dance to?



I scan the CDs already in the stereo but they're all Ashley's and frankly I can't dance to her taste in music.

It's all "rock this" and "rock that" and I'm in the mood to let my hair down and boogie oogie ooogie.

I realize my hair is actually down; for once, I wasn't being literal.

I squeal in delight when my eyes fall on one of my CDs.

I really do have the best ideas.

No, seriously, I do!

I do!

Oh those are two great words.

Moving on.

I crank the volume up, but not too loud, and then I hit play.

This is going to be so much fun!

I swivel my hips and feet across the floor as I let myself get lost in the moment.

I can't get too into this number or I'll ruin my hair and makeup, but I still plan on moving and grooving like only I can.


I'm already having a blast!

This song is such a classic!

Been working so hard
I'm punching my card

I really have been working hard on Ashley's career.

But let me tell you it doesn't seem like work.

I love her.

I love what I do.

And I've never been happier.

Eight hours, for what
Oh, tell me what I got

I have the best girl in the world.

That's what I've got.


And how could I forget, hoo!

I've got this feeling
That time's just holding me down

I air guitar like nobody's business as I shake my perfectly coiffed hair.

So what if it gets messed up?

I'll just tell everyone that Ashley and I got frisky in the limo.


But I bet you that's what they'll think anyway.

I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town

You know what I like to tear?

Ashley's clothes off!

Do I ever!

Now I gotta cut
Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes

Ashley likes tearing my clothes off too.


I'm one lucky girl!

Please, Louise
Pull me offa my knees
Jack, get back
C'mon before we crack

The solid foundation that Ashley and I have built over the last three years can't be cracked.


I know!

We're going strong.

We're getting along.

And I love this song!

Oh my.

I'm a poet!

I could totally help Ashley with her songwriting.

Not that she needs it or anything.

Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose

I bop my head and swing my arms around as I marvel at my good fortune.

Ashley and I might have had an auspicious start to our relationship but since we've been together, things have been relatively drama free for us.

We fight of course.

And we have moments where we are completely fed up with each other.

Everyday isn't just laughing and having lots of sex.

Mind blowing, out of this world, stay in bed for hours sex.

We have plenty of those days.

On those other days though we both know that no matter what, we'll find a way to work out whatever problem we're facing.

It's hasn't been a perfect three years but perfection is so overrated.

My head shoots up when I hear Ashley clearing her throat.

She's standing in the doorway looking sexy as hell and the amused smile on her face makes me blush.

And then, I notice what she's got on.

Oh god!

I can't believe she's wearing those black leather pants of hers.

She knows what they to do me.

They make me do naughty things.

Naughty, naughty things!

Suddenly I'm feeling very warm.

That's what my girl does to me.

She does other things too but I can't think of them or we won't be heading out for the evening.

That's for sure!

Besides, I'm not done dancing and I do believe it's time to let Ashley in on the fun.

There are those two words again.

I do.



I think not!

I beckon her over to me with one finger and the girl has the nerve to shake her head.

How rude!

You're playing so cool
Obeying every rule

She should know better than to try and resist Sexy Spencer.

It's just not possible!

I shuffle my feet over to Ashley in order to drag her to the center of the room.

She protests at first.

And it's more me dancing around her than us dancing together.

But one thing I've learned about Ashley, she can't say no to me.

Just like I predicted, soon enough she gives up the fight and lets loose.

Footloose that is.

You see what I did there?

Dig way down in your heart
You're burning, yearning for some

Hell yeah I burning!

And of course I'm yearning for something else besides dancing right now.

Who am I kidding?

I yearn for her all the time.

I can't let my lust for Ashley win though.

We have places to go and things to do.

Besides each other.

We're dancing.

We're laughing.

And having a gay old time!

Somebody to tell you
That life ain't passing you by

We're definitely not letting life pass us by.

Nope, not us.

I'd like to think we're a couple that seizes the moment and each other, a lot.

Yeah we are!

Ashley turns me around and when she pulls me back towards her, I stumble a bit.

I quickly regain my footing, thanks to her strong arms that never let me fall.

At one point Ashley sticks her ass out and I do the only thing that makes any sense.

I grab it!

See, I told you my ideas rock!

I can hardly breathe by the time the song finishes because I'm laughing so much.

Ashley is too.

I love moments like this one.

They're for nobody else but us.

And the fact that I can share them with Ashley now without getting horribly embarrassed makes them even sweeter.

Ashley turns the music off before coming back to take my hand.

"Are you ready to go now?" She asks like she wasn't the person holding us up.

I don't banter back.

I do something else instead.

I give her a soft kiss that she happily accepts. "You look beautiful." I tell her and it's absolutely true.

Sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure that I'm actually living my life with Ashley.

Thankfully I never wake up when I do that.

Because I'm not living a dream…or a fairytale.

Instead, I'm able to spend my life with the most amazing person ever put on this earth.

I could be overstating just a tad but to me there's nobody better than Ashley.


"I don't look nearly as beautiful as you do." Ashley replies before she kisses me with so much passion and so much love that she leaves me breathless.

I love that woman!

I really, really, do!

We head out the house and into the limousine that's parked in our driveway before we get too carried away.

Ashley looks calm on the outside but I know that she's just as nervous as I am.

We cuddle in the backseat to make us both feel better and by the time we arrive at our destination, we're a lot more relaxed and a little bit more in love.

And the nominees for Album of the Year are…


This is a category that I'm actually going to pay attention to.

Why you ask?

Because a certain someone that might be sitting beside me is nominated.

Yeah baby!

This isn't the first time that Ashley and I have attended the Grammy's together and she's already won a few awards but I still get excited when I hear her name called.

Or when I hear her song on the radio.

The first time I heard her song from her real debut album I nearly crashed my car because I was so blown away. My brunette beauty is one talented girl!

And her voice is to die for.

It's sexy.

It's raspy.

It's sultry.

And I better stop or I'll drag Ashley into the bathroom to relieve some of the tension I'm feeling, you know where.

We're nervous for two different reasons.

Ashley is nervous because if she wins, which she normally does, she has to get up in front of millions of people and speak.

Totally understandable.

I'm nervous because I really want her to win.

She doesn't care that much. I'm telling you that girl has not let success get to her head at all.

But for me, seeing her win is vindication.

Vindication for all those doubters who told Ashley early in her career that she wouldn't make it.

Vindication so her former record label feels like the idiots that they are for dumping Ashley when it was obvious she was going to be a huge star.

It was obvious to me.

And anyone else with a half a brain.

And finally it's vindication in the face of all those morons who write stories about Ashley and me in hopes of causing problems between us.

What people won't do to sell papers or tabloid magazines.

It's a good thing we've built a strong level of trust or those stories could really have an affect on our relationship.

But we have, so no need to fret.

I'm more confident in us than I've ever been.

And I don't in anyway think I'm jinxing things because like I've said before, we do not rely on luck to keep us together.


Love will keep us together.

And the many hours we spend on forging a strong bond that no man or woman will put asunder will keep us together as well.

I know you're probably thinking I'm talking about sex.

This time though, I'm not.

Even if I'm still a huge fan of our sex life.

Yeah, I'm getting distracted.

Bottom line, we're made for each other and nothing that's happened since Ashley showed up at my apartment on that fateful day has even come close to making me doubt her feelings for me.

Oh yeah, and seeing her win is totally hot and sexy.

Just thought I'd add that part in there because it's absolutely true.

I look over at Ashley and she's trying so hard not to look like she's going to throw up. I squeeze her hand and that makes her turn her head. "You're going to win you know and then I can collect on my bet."

Nothing beats distracting Ashley like sexual innuendo and my ability to always win.

Ha ha!

Ashley rolls her eyes, "Whatever Spence, you're going down."


She makes my one liners so easy for me.

"But promise me, if I lose, you won't repeat what happened last year." Ashley whispers and I can tell she's not joking around.

Ok, ok, maybe she is a little because she wasn't that mad at me after what I did.

Rumor has it that I booed the person who actually won.

But you really can't believe rumors anyway.



"And," she continues with that same semi-serious expression on her face. "Promise me you won't repeat what you did that year when I won my first award."


She's taking away all my fun.

Perhaps, that year, I might have, and again this is only hear say, gotten up and screamed my head off before breaking out into a very excited cheer like Julia Roberts did in Pretty Woman.

Doesn't matter what I did or didn't do, Ashley loves me.

And even though I'm pouting right now she's not fazed in the slightest.

In fact, I even get a kiss for putting on such an adorable pout.

Tee hee, she can't resist my feminine wiles.

Who can blame her?

We're so busy kissing that neither one of us hears Ashley's name getting called.

That is until we're tapped on the shoulder by the person on the other side of Ashley.

We jump to our feet and then I hug Ashley because I'm so happy!


She won!

Go Ashley go!

You da woman!

My woman!


Ashley lets out a few nervous giggles before she begins the requisite thanking of everyone that made her win possible.


How come I haven't been mentioned yet?



She owes me now!

And I have the best idea on how she can make things right with me.

Right when I think Ashley's done, she focuses her eyes directly on me and then I don't hear anything but her voice. "But nobody deserves more thanks than you do, Spence."


It's swooning time.

I can just feel it!

"I've told you this so many times but I will say it again because you deserve to hear it." She continues as I reach in my purse for some tissues. I'm so going to cry! "None of this would have been possible without you coming into my life. Every morning when I wake up, regardless of where I am, I give thanks for you and all the amazing things meeting you has given me."

I was right.

Here come the tears.

Happy, joyful, I'm madly in love, tears.

"Nobody gets me like you do, nobody loves me like you do and nobody makes me happier than you do." I do believe Ms. Davies might also be tearing up. "I love you so much, Spence, and I always will."


I'm on such a high!

And I'm clapping and screaming because I'm all giddy inside.

Even though Ashley's words were so sweet, that doesn't mean I've forgotten about our bet.

Hell no!

She's not getting out of it again.

This bet has been two years in the making and I'm finally going to have what I've wanted for so damn long.

Right on!

I'm in the bathroom putting the finishing touches on my outfit.

God, I'm so ready to get this show on the road.

What am I wearing you ask?

Black leather pants.

That's right, my own pair, a black, tight and I do mean tight, t-shirt and black leather jacket.

I know!

Ashley's going to love it when she sees it.

Holy shit, this is going to rule the school.

When Ashley announces that she's ready, I saunter into our bedroom.



And the bugged out reaction from Ashley makes me even happier that she won.

I know her reaction is part of the act but I get the feeling it's not all pretend with her.

Ashley is also wearing those black leather pants of hers, a black t-shirt and the white letterman sweater I found at a thrift shop the other day.

I knew it was going to come in handy!

You know what else is going to come?


Very, very soon!

"Sandy!" Ashley exclaims as she stares at my chest.

This is even better than I imagined!

I take a pretend drag of the pretend cigarette that's in my hand as I smirk. "Tell me about it, stud."

Ashley starts to take the letterman sweater off right as she begins to sing. "I got chills, they're multiplying, and I'm losing control…"

I'm all for losing control.

Just like we'll be doing as soon as we perform this duet together.

I love my life!

Footloose - Kenny Loggins (from the movie of the same name)