“I’ll miss you,” the rocker murmured.

“I’ll miss you too,” the blonde replied as she reluctantly stepped away from the embrace. She lifted the bag back more securely onto her shoulder as a knock sounded at the door.

Eric walked in and smiled, “I knocked,” he said. “Aren’t you proud of me?”

“It only took you five years to learn that,” Ashley grumbled.

“Be nice,” Spencer giggled smacking the rocker’s arm.

“I think I deserve a treat,” the driver suggested.

Ashley smirked, “How’s this for a treat?”

Eric frowned, “Keep that finger to yourself,” he chastised.

“I won’t have to for long anymore,” the rocker whispered into the blonde’s ear who blushed and looked away embarrassed. Ashley gave her a sultry smile.

“I came for your woman Davies,” Eric announced in a deep voice puffing out his chest.

“Okay John Wayne,” Ashley chuckled before turning to Spencer. “I’ll see you tomorrow Angel,” she said giving her fiancée a tender kiss on the lips.

“I can’t wait,” the blonde replied as she pecked the brunette’s lips once more. She turned to leave with Eric.

“Right this way me lady,” the driver said chivalrously as he escorted her out the door.

“Love you,” Ashley called out. She rolled her eyes when she heard Eric reply ‘love you too’.

The rocker shuffled to her bedroom window and watched as Spencer slid into the car. She let out a sigh and turned away. She almost jumped out of her skin when she saw Ryan standing in front of her with a smirk.

“What the fuck,” she breathed out socking his arm.

“Ow,” he winced. “I was just here to offer you support, I kind of need some myself. It’s not just your girl you won’t get to see all day. Kyla insisted upon staying with Spencer to help Paula and Chelsea perfect her look.”

“Whatever,” Ashley mumbled as she walked out of the room.

Ryan caught up to her and tossed his arm around her shoulders. “Come on Ash, this is your last night as a bachelor. You’re supposed to be having fun!” He said as they entered the game room with the other guys.

“Yippee,” she deadpanned as she took a seat on the leather couch.

Ryan sighed and crossed his arms. “Look, speaking as your best man I command that you lose that pathetic pout. Now, how about we play some pool, or ps3, or some air hockey, or-”