“We’ve gotta get going ladies,” Aiden said walking over to the group.

“It’s alright Elmer’s just some quick autographs,” Ashley said holding her hand out for their marker. She popped off the top and signed the pictures two of the groupies provided. She looked at the blonde groupie expectantly. “Don’t you have something for me to sign?” She asked.

“Yeah but it’s not paper,” the blonde replied pulling down her shirt to reveal a good amount of her right breast. “Could you sign me here?” She asked with innocent eyes.

Spencer’s jaw dropped in shock. Seriously? Did she not see her standing right there? She crossed her arms and shot the groupie a glare.

Ashley smirked. She had a playful flirtatious comeback sitting on the tip of her tongue but one glance at her simmering fiancée quickly killed it. The rocker cleared her throat and shook her head. “Sorry, no can do, I could sign your arm though.”

The groupie shot Spencer a look of disdain. She turned back to the rocker and smiled. “My arm will do just fine.” She replied sweetly.

“Cool,” the rocker replied quickly signing her name and handing back the marker. Aiden nodded and he and Danny ushered Spencer and the brunette outside and towards the bus.

***

The freshly showered rocker stepped out of their hotel bathroom wearing nothing but a bra and her boxer shorts. She spotted Spencer on the bed with a dour look on her face. “Baby seriously, would you let it go,” Ashley sighed as she sat down beside her fiancée. “She was just a fan.”

“She couldn’t have been more than sixteen,” the blonde muttered.

The rocker rolled her eyes. “She was just a fan,” she repeated tiredly as she slid under the bed’s covers. “C’mon let’s just go to sleep. It’s almost one in the morning and we’re back on the road at four.”

Spencer let out a sigh and slid under the covers as well. She turned and pressed her back to Ashley and the rocker tossed her arm around the blonde’s middle.

“Goodnight Angel,” the rocker whispered.

“If you want to call it that.”

“Spencer,” Ashley warned in a deep voice.

“Could you sign me here,” Spencer mimicked. “And initial on my nipple please.”

“Oh my God,” Ashley half groaned half laughed. “Spencer, could you please stop talking about that girl? It wasn’t a big deal.”

“Ashley she wanted you to sign her breast,” the blonde hissed.

“A lot of girls ask me to sign there breast, it’s all a part of the touring package. When you tour you’re going to get groupies. There’s really no stopping that,” Ashley reasoned. “I thought you realized that when you agreed to come on tour with me.”

“I know,” Spencer sighed. “It’s just, different seeing it happen right in front of you. The panty tossing the slutty underage groupies … it’s a lot to take in.”

“I realize that baby,” the rocker replied pulling the blonde closer. “This must be hard on you.”

“It kind of is,” Spencer agreed. “But, I think as time goes by, I’ll grow more accustomed to the fact that almost every boy and girl in this country wants to sleep with you.” She joked earning a small chuckle from her fiancée. “Goodnight Ash.”

“Night Angel,” Ashley cuddled closer. After a minute she whispered. “Besides, I’ve signed other things that would make that breast seem PG.”

Spencer’s eyes shot open. “What?”

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