I padded out through the hallway and through to the kitchen. I made myself a coffee and sat at the breakfast bar and lit a smoke. It was then I noticed my machine flashing to me saying I had a message. Pressing play, I wait for the usual message from Lee telling me to get up and come downstairs to the bar to keep her company while she opened up for me. I mean really, if someone’s opening up for me, why the fuck should I get up and be there?

“Message 1, 9.05 am Today”

“ Hey Ashley. Its Spencer. We met the other night at GRACE, your bar. I Um.. I hope you don’t mind I got your home number off Lee this morning. So yeah I’m a..just…. Seeing how your doin! Yes.. I didn’t even convince myself of that… Ok um You wana go out sometime..Just coffee, friends or whatever, I just thoug—” Click.

“Message 2, 9.08 am Today”

“Ok your machine sucks. I’ll just get to the point. I just thought we could hang out cause I really thought we had something going the other night. I’ll call you later ok. Bye Ash”

“End of messages.”

Fuck. Fuckity Fuck Fuck Fuck.

Ding Dong.

“Fuck me.. Do I get five minutes to myself???” I mumbled to myself. Opening the door I was surprised to see Spencer.

Breakfast in a bag in one hand, Coffee in the other, and an outfit I could see myself tearing off with my teeth. She was wearing a lavender coloured singlet top with *plenty* of cleavage and a pair of jeans that hugged her hips like I WANTED to. As I raise my eyes back up to her face I noticed she had been checkin me out. I also noticed she caught me doing the same. Oh how I must have impressed in a black singlet top that left just about nothing left to the imagination, black silky boxers and yes. Blue FUZZY slippers. Shameful.

"Sorry to just come over. I thought instead of calling i would. So here I am."

She took a step toward me as I stood dumbfounded in her presence. She ran her tongue over her lips as if to say ‘ I want you’. Leaning into me she goes to my left. I the most husky, erotic and arousing voice she whispered “Have you missed me?”

That’s all it took for the chills to run from the top of my head to the end of every fibre in my being. Every hair stood on end over my body. What I wouldn’t give to take her right here and right now. The things this girl could just by whispering, imagine what else she could do.

I closed the door and just stood there, not knowing what to do. I really liked Spencer, but in the back of my mind I could still see Grace. Her angelic Smile, the way she laughed, the way she cried. I shook my head of thoughts about her.

Walking into the kitchen I see Spencer leaning into the counter preparing breakfast. Bopping away to the music on the little radio I had in there. Just seeing this simplistic side of her, just being her made my heart swell.

Am I ready for this? Or will I hit rock bottom again?