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    I Could Never Forget About You – (Chapter: We're going for dinner.)

    “I’m bored.”

     

                    “So come over.”

     

                    “Can’t”

     

                    “Why?”

     

                    “I’ve got a whole bunch of crap to do.” She sighs. I know I saw her this morning but what can I say? I already miss her.

     

                    “Sounds…fun,” I reply, plopping down on my unmade bed. I find it extremely comfortable when the covers and pillows are scattered all over the place.

     

                    “Oh yeah, you know it.” She sardonically replies.

     

                    “What is this crap that you speak of?” I ask, playing with the hem of my tank top.

     

                    “I have to write songs.” She sighs.

     

                    “That’s not crap, you love doing that.” I remind her. I just wish she could write her songs here, with me.

     

                    “Yeah well, I have better things to do now.” She tells me. I smile knowing that she’s talking about me.

     

    Not to sound self absorbed but, really it is me.

     

                    “Oh yeah? Like?” I playfully ask, biting my lip in the process.

     

                    “Hmm, like…actually doing my own laundry, eating a good dinner, Oh and watching T.V for once.” Okay so maybe she wasn’t talking about me. My smile immediately falls from my face.

     

                    “Oh,” The disappointment definitely evident in my voice.

     

                    “I’m joking Spence…You know it’s you.” And my smile comes right back. It’s so easy for her to do that, and I love her for it.

     

    I forget what it is we we’re talking about, but once I remember I decide to play around with her. “Wait, wait, wait, you want to do me?” I ask.

     

                    “What? No…no that’s not…no.” She stumbles over her words. I can tell she’s blushing, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t.

     

                    “Wow Ash, that was really forward. But if I’m not mistaken…I’m pretty sure you did do me. Last night. In my bed,” I say somewhat seductively. I hear her moan through the receiver and it only makes my smirk grow bigger. “What was that?” I ask.

     

                    “You’re not making this any easier.” She replies in a whisper. She still hasn’t gained her composure, and I think it’s adorable.

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