A/N Here is the end of my story. I hope you all enjoy. Thank you so much for reading and reviewing. It's always nice to hear that people like what I write. Happy New Year!
It felt like a dream. A very bad dream of course, but the appearance of Carmen out of nowhere was unfortunately very real. Spencer and Ashley both jumped to their feet completely unsure of what to do or what was going to happen next. At the same time, they both reached for the other's hand. As a source of comfort and also to let each other know that they had the other's back.
Carmen didn't miss the sign of affection between the couple and it only made her more bitter than she was already. "Don't you have anything to say to me?" she asked Spencer angrily.
"No, I don't," Spencer replied calmly. That night at the bar was the last time she'd seen her ex and she was reeling from having her wonderful night interrupted. "Please go."
"Here's the thing, Spence," Carmen let out a hollow laugh, "Seeing as we're not together anymore, I don't have to take any more orders from a bitch like you."
"That's enough!" Ashley roared, unable to keep her emotions in check. This was supposed to be the start of her future with Spencer, not a night to take a trip down memory lane. "Get the fuck out of here before I make you."
"Such a tough guy you are," Carmen fired back not intimidated by Ashley's threat. "You think I'm scared of you? Because I'm really not." She was not going to let anyone stop her from doing what she wanted to do. "Besides, no matter what happens between you and Spencer, just know I had her first," Carmen leaned forward with the intention of inflicting as much damage as possible. "In multiple ways and multiple positions."
Ashley was enraged beyond reason. She knew logically that Carmen was just trying to goad her but she didn't care. The brunette did not like anyone talking about Spencer that way.
"Carmen!" Spencer exclaimed, horrified. "What is wrong with you?"
"What is wrong with me?" Carmen echoed and she laughed again. "I'm not the whore who opened her legs up the moment I left town."
"Shut the fuck up!" Ashley screamed as she teetered on the edge of control.
Spencer stepped in front of her date to try and keep things from getting even worse. "I can't believe you'd talk to me like that after everything that happened."
"And I can't believe I wasted two years of my life on a frigid, cold and ungrateful little bitch like you." Carmen spat back. "I never should have left and let you go so easily. Not when you're mine."
"Do you even hear yourself?" Spencer asked as she continued to do whatever she could to keep Ashley away from her ex. "You're calling me every name in the book and then saying that I'm yours."
Carmen took a step forward, wanting nothing more than to intimidate the blonde. "You are mine and that's why I came back." She had been driving around town and then stopped at the local diner to get a cup of coffee and try figure out where to go. There was no way she was going to the Carlins' house to see if Spencer was there and every other place she looked had turned up nothing. It was there that she'd heard a couple of people talking about Spencer and Ashley's date. Carmen used to loathe living in a small town, but now the fact that everybody knew everybody else's business played to her advantage. She stayed a few more minutes to get as many details as possible and then she headed out. It didn't take her long to find Ashley's car at the high school. Now she was ready for payback to and to get what was rightfully hers. "I came back to tell you how sorry I am for what happened."
"What kind of crazy are you?" Ashley asked in disbelief. "I mean, really, you have to be fucked up in the head to say half the stuff you're saying."
As much as Spencer appreciated Ashley trying to help, it wasn't her battle to fight. She turned around and looked deep into her date's eyes. "Let me handle this, it's OK."
"But Spence…" Ashley didn't finish her thought when she noticed how determined the blonde seemed to be. She relented and indicated with her head that she wasn't going to say anything further, but she squeezed Spencer's hand to let her know that if things got out of control, she was going to step in.
"We are way passed sorry, Carmen," Spencer said to the younger brunette after she had turned back around. "We're done and that's all there is to it."
"That is not all there is to it!" Carmen retorted with her fists clenched. Her temper really was one of her worst qualities. "You owe me a second chance. After everything that I put up with, you owe me."
Spencer wanted to laugh at the absurdity of this whole situation. "I owe you nothing. You didn't treat me well, you didn't respect me and you couldn't keep it in your pants. I should have left you sooner than I did, but I can't change what happened. Now go."
"That's not good enough," Carmen said as desperation was starting to creep into her voice. The last few months had been awful for her and she wanted things to go back to the way they were. "Doesn't what we had mean anything to you?"
Spencer shook her head and then she let out a big sigh. As upset as she was that her date was being hijacked by Carmen, in some way she was glad she was getting an opportunity to finally close this chapter of her life. "No, it really doesn't. You had your chance with me Carmen and now it's gone." She needed her ex to hear what she had to say and that it wasn't coming from a place of anger. "I want to be with someone who really loves me. I want to be with someone who treats me well. I want to be with someone who cares about my family. I want to be with someone who respects me. I want to be with someone who doesn't lie to me. And I want to be with someone who has a good heart."
"And you think that's her?" Carmen asked while pointing at Ashley. She didn't even wait for the blonde to answer because she already knew what she would say. "I can do all of those things, Spence, just give me another chance."
"Let me make something perfectly clear," Spencer started before she took a step towards Carmen. She wasn't going to be intimidated or let the other girl continue to be the most unwelcome of distractions. As much as she didn't want to, the blonde let go of Ashley's hand so she could handle this properly. "We are not getting back together. Now, or ever. Whatever we had is done and no matter what you say or what you do, nothing is going to change. Goodbye."
As much as Ashley wanted to punch Carmen many times over, she knew that now was not the time or the place for that to happen. Besides, she really wasn't needed as Spencer was handling things perfectly on her own.
Carmen was too stubborn to listen. "Come on, baby, we can make this work."
Spencer pinched the bridge of her nose out of frustration. She didn't know how to make herself any clearer than she had been already. "There is no we, Carmen, and there hadn't really been long before we broke up. Move on. I have and the longer you try to hold onto something that doesn't exist, the worse off you'll be."
"And you think you can move on with that trash?" Carmen pointed once again at Ashley, the girl who she thought stole everything from her. "You think she's going to treat you any better? You think she can give you everything I can? God, you really are a stupid whore, aren't you?"
The time for being civil was over. Spencer tried handling things with some semblance of being the bigger person but Carmen didn't seem to deserve that. She moved right into the Carmen's personal space and started shoving her hard in the shoulder. "Don't you ever speak to me or about Ashley like that again! I'm not your punching bag and if you can't keep that mouth of yours shut, I will shut for you."
Ashley was trying to keep her reaction neutral but she was having a hard time keeping her composure. Seeing the blonde so forceful and standing up for herself was making her body react in a very strong way. She had never been so proud and turned on at the same time.
"I mean it," Spencer continued. Maybe she should have been the mature one, but she was sick of being spoken to like that. The time for playing nice was long over. "And let me tell you something. Ashley can do more for me with a touch or a look than you could ever do for me in our entire relationship. So if you'll excuse us, we're going to find a place a lot more private than here to finish our date."
There was no way that Ashley could stop herself from smirking now. What had initially begun as a disaster when Carmen showed up had ended up being a very surprising and welcome turn of events. It was hard to miss the look of devastation on Carmen's face and it was pretty obvious that she would not show her face in these parts again. She was too humiliated.
Spencer gathered up all of the stuff from dinner and after she put everything in the picnic basket she grabbed Ashley's hand without looking back at her ex. "Let's go."
"Yes, ma'am." Ashley replied, more than happy to comply with Spencer's request. She couldn't resist one look back at the woman that she knew was not going to be an issue again. She flashed Carmen one more smirk and then she winked.
And with that Spencer and Ashley disappeared down the hall leaving Carmen to live with the consequences of every poor choice she'd ever made.
Ashley barley had her front door closed before she was forcefully pushed against it by a certain blonde who was now kissing the hell out of her. The spark that had been ignited before Carmen showed up had now erupted into a full-fledged fire that neither girl wanted to extinguish. The brunette let out the loudest of moans when Spencer's mouth moved to her ear. What was happening now was better than anything Ashley could have imagined in her mind.
It pleased Spencer to no end when she heard how Ashley was reacting to what she was doing. She had a fleeting thought that maybe they were rushing things, but that was quickly pushed aside when she felt the brunette's arms all over her. She did pull back though because she needed Ashley to know that her actions had everything to do with the woman that she was and not because she was trying to forget her past. "I want you," she stated simply.
"You have me," Ashley replied honestly. It was so intense in that moment but that wasn't a bad thing. "I'm yours, Spence, and I always have been."
Spencer pushed her body right into Ashley's, the contact wasn't nearly enough, but it would have to do for now. "Good," she whispered as her lips brushed against the brunette's. "Because I am absolutely crazy about you."
Ashley rubbed her hands up the blonde's back. She was pretty sure she would never get used to how amazing it felt to touch Spencer. Even if it wasn't in the way she truly wanted to just yet. "Good," Ashley replied before kissing Spencer with every ounce of emotion and passion she could.
Their kissing soon intensified to a point they hadn't been before. Spencer was starting to grow impatient at lack of skin on skin contact. She needed to feel the brunette in the way her body craved. She started to unbutton Ashley's shirt but she kept getting distracted by the kisses that were being pressed into her neck. It was proving to be very distracting. Without any real thought to what she was doing, the blonde ripped Ashley's shirt open, not caring that it was probably ripped beyond repair.
The brunette was about to make some kind of smart remark about Spencer owing her a new shirt when the blonde's fingers started making their way up her stomach. Ashley groaned and shuddered at the sensation those fingers were causing. She knew that they should probably stop and head to her bedroom but Ashley was finding it difficult to think or act rationally at this moment.
Spencer was enjoying touching Ashley too much to realize that she was about to lose her control over the situation. She didn't really protest that much when the brunette flipped positions so she was now the one being pushed into front door. Besides she still got to run her hands all over Ashley's body and that was always a good thing.
Ashley was trying to move the two of them further into the house, but kissing Spencer was proving to feel too good to stop. That didn't prevent her from moving her hands up the blonde's legs and under her dress. She loved how Spencer was shuddering and moaning at her touch. It felt like too much and not enough at the same time. It was only after having her hands on Spencer's bare ass for a few minutes did Ashley clue into what that meant. She reluctantly tore her lips away from the ones she wanted to kiss forever. Ashley was breathless as she gazed intently into the other girl's sparkling blue eyes. "Spence…"
It was impossible to miss the arousal in Ashley's voice. Well she wasn't the only one and for Spencer she wanted nothing more than to consummate what had started with Ashley so long ago. She shrugged her shoulders and then tugged at the brunette's belt buckle. "It was a hunch." Spencer stated to explain her lack of underwear. Not that she thought Ashley would complain about how she had dressed for the evening. "I don't think I was wrong."
"Fuck no, you weren't wrong," Ashley replied. Now was not the time for talking anyway. Now was the time for both girls to get what they both really, really wanted.
Without dislodging her lips from Spencer's, Ashley guided the two of them through the house and somehow the two of them ended up in the brunette's bedroom.
Much to the delight of both girls.
Ashley collapsed on top of Spencer after yet another mind blowing orgasm. She'd never experienced a night as amazing as this one. But then again she'd never shared her bed with a woman like the blonde. The first couple of times they'd been a little clumsy together but now that they had an idea of what each other liked, it was even better. And even though the brunette was satisfied she knew it wouldn't be long before she wanted Spencer yet again. That's what years of foreplay would do to you.
"My god, you're good at that." Ashley mumbled into the blonde's neck.
"You're not so bad yourself," Spencer replied as she stroked Ashley's back. She was nowhere close to being able to stop touching the girl on top of her.
Ashley gathered what strength she could to prop herself up on her arm. "And by not so bad, you actually mean the best you've ever had."
"Of course," Spencer said, the smile on her face was one of happiness, not teasing. "By a country mile."
Ashley felt ridiculously proud of herself even if that wasn't the most mature of reactions to have. "I can't believe you're finally in my bed."
Spencer started to play with the brunette's hair. "Took us long enough," she said matter-of-factly, "but well worth the wait." It came out sounding more like a question than she meant it to sound.
"Definitely worth the wait." Ashley assured the blonde. She leaned down so she could kiss the lips that had been all over her body. "Definitely."
"Mmmmmm," was Spencer's only response for a minute. "I don't think I will ever get sick of that." When Ashley pulled back she could see in her eyes just how happy she was. "But as much fun as tonight has been, there is something missing."
"What?" Ashley asked in a panic, her stomach sinking. She couldn't understand what was going on.
"You are adorable when you're panicked." Spencer teased before she reached across to Ashley's night stand. She really hadn't meant to cause the brunette that much stress. She placed Ashley's hat on her messed up hair. "There, much better." Having Ashley on top of her wearing nothing but her cowboy hat had been an ongoing and constant fantasy of Spencer's.
"You really like to tease me," Ashley pouted adorably.
"You're right and I'm sorry," Spencer said, an idea forming in her head. "About earlier, when I was asking you to do all those things for me, I really was having fun. You know that, right?"
Ashley had actually forgotten all about that and the payback she was supposed to be getting. "Of course I do and I wasn't really upset."
"Good to hear," Spencer replied before she continued with her plan. She really did want Ashley to know that she wasn't being mean spirited. "But just in case, I should probably make it up to you."
The brunette was confused, "Huh?"
Spencer flipped the couple over, so now she was on top. She was pretty damn pleased with herself when she saw how Ashley's hat had stayed firmly on her head. "Let me show you."
The blonde slowly kissed her way down the other girl's body. The last coherent thought that Ashley had before Spencer's tongue worked her magic was if that was the way she apologized, she hoped Spencer was sorry a lot in their relationship.
The sound of Ashley's phone woke the brunette from her rather pleasant dreams. She had no idea what time it was but she did know that Spencer was curled wonderfully into her side. So that made what she assumed to be her early wakeup call not seem so bad. "Hello," she muttered half asleep.
"Hello, Ashley!" Paula Carlin said, her voice way too chipper and way too loud. "I hope I'm not disturbing you."
"Uh, no, you're not," Ashley replied nervously. It wasn't every day that she was speaking to the mother of the naked girl in her bed. She was trying to keep her voice low to avoid disturbing the still slumbering blonde. "Everything OK?"
"Oh, yes, everything is fine." Paula's cheeriness was getting even more unbearable. "Well, I hope it is, assuming that Spencer is with you." Ashley got wide-eyed very quickly. "I mean she never made it home from her date last night so I'm going to assume that things went well and that's why she's not in her bed but in yours."
Ashley cringed, both in awkwardness and embarrassment. In their haste to get naked, neither girl had thought to inform Spencer's mom that she was spending the night. Paula was the last thing on either of their minds. "Uh…yeah….about that…"
"No need to apologize," Paula cut in. "I was just hoping to speak to my daughter for a second. I hope that's alright."
"Sure, sure, no problem." Ashley was still mortified and she did not envy the conversation that Spencer was about to have. "Spence," she whispered but the blonde didn't stir. "Spence," Ashley tried again but still got nothing. "Spencer!"
"What?" the blonde replied, annoyed that she was being woken up. "Not again, Ash, I need more rest."
"Fucking hell," Ashley said to herself. "Spencer, your mom is on the phone and she wants to talk to you."
Spencer bolted upright, she was now very much awake. "What?" Ashley wanted to reply, but she was finding the sight of a topless Spencer to be very distracting. "Give me the phone," the blonde demanded when she noticed that no explanation was forthcoming. "Hey, mom."
"Oh, good morning, Spencer!" Paula sung out. "I hope you had a lovely evening last night."
It was now the blonde's turn to be distracted as the events of the previous evening played in her head. What a night it was. "Yeah, it was, uh, it was good."
"That's so wonderful to hear," Paula replied even cheerier than before. "I assume that everything went well considering you decide to stay out all night."
"About that, I'm sorry I didn't call…" Spencer couldn't even finish her thought as the reason for not calling came back to her in an amazing amount of detail.
"Oh, that's fine. I'm sure you were busy." Paula was trying her best not to laugh. She knew she was bugging her daughter and that was more than enough revenge for her daughter staying out with Ashley. The reality was, that when Spencer was with the brunette, Paula knew she didn't have much of anything to worry about. "I'm sure you and Ashley were just catching up with each other and talking and talking all night long."
"Did you want something, mother?" Spencer asked, her teeth clenched tightly together. She knew what her mom was doing and she wanted to get off the phone.
"Well, seeing as you and Ashley must be tired from all the talking," this time Paula could not contain her laugh, "I wanted to let you know that your father and I expect the both of you for dinner tonight. You know to explain to your girlfriend all about what being a part of the Carlin family is going to be like."
Spencer could only imagine what her mom was going to do or say to embarrass her at dinner. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"
"You know I am," Paula replied, amused. "And maybe next time you'll think about letting me know when you're going out for a booty call."
"It wasn't a booty call!" Spencer shrieked and then she got even more embarrassed when she saw the look on Ashley's face. She needed to end this conversation now. "We will see you later. Goodbye."
"Goodbye, Spence." Paula hung up the phone content in the fact her daughter had finally found the happiness with Ashley that she had deserved. And she spent the rest of the afternoon thinking of ways to make the family dinner a memorable one.
Spencer burrowed her head into Ashley's neck. As happy as she was, she was also dreading the dinner that was to come. On the other hand she was bringing her girlfriend back to her house for a family meal. That could only be a good thing.
"Good to know I'm not a booty call," Ashley finally said.
Spencer pinched the brunette's arm. "Don't you dare take my mom's side."
"You know yours is the only side I'm on," Ashley cooed. "And your front too, not to mention your back."
"Aren't you a comedienne?" Spencer rolled her eyes, but she wasn't really mad. "Did you have a good sleep?"
Ashley ran her hands through Spencer's blonde hair. "Not really. You're a cover hog, you snore and you took up almost the whole bed. It was a rather unpleasant experience."
"You jerk!" Spencer exclaimed. She swatted the brunette's shoulder and tried her best to look serious. "You're supposed to say it was the best sleep you've ever had. And if it was that awful, I guess I don't have to ever sleep here again."
"You listen here, Carlin," Ashley made sure the blonde was beneath her once again and that she was in total control. "I finally have you in my bed and I'm not letting you go ever again."
Spencer's heart did a back flip, she couldn't remember a time she'd been happier. "Good to hear, because I have no plans of leaving any time soon." She pulled Ashley down so they were pressed tightly together. "I love you."
"I am so in love with you," Ashley responded immediately. She felt like her heart was soaring higher than she ever thought possible.
No more words were needed as Ashley and Spencer spent the rest of their day in bed, together. And neither girl could ask for anything more.