Spencer made her way back to the kitchen, where Ashley was standing exactly where she was fifteen minutes ago. Ashley shot her a grin as soon as Spencer stepped into the kitchen.

“Oh my god, have you not moved at all?” Spencer said, laughing.

Ashley was laughing as well. “I saw you coming back and thought it would be funny,” she admitted. They stumbled out into the crisp night air, with Ashley leading the way. Ashley stopped next to a BMW bike. “This is it.”

Spencer stared. “Oh no, no way.”

“Why not?”

“I’m not allowed to get on a bike,” Spencer said, realizing how lame that made her sound, especially when Ashley burst out in laughter.

“By whom??”

Spencer blinked. She couldn’t help but notice that the brunette actually used her grammar correctly. “Uh, my parents…” Spencer mumbled, blushing as Ashley started another round of laughter. “Oh stop laughing!” she said, slapping Ashley on the arm.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Your parents are right. Motorbikes are a very dangerous mode of transportation,” Ashley said in mock-seriousness. Spencer glared at her. “Oh come on Spence! I don’t see your parents here. They won’t even know.”

Spencer could feel her resolve melting. One, she really did want to ride on a bike some time before she died. And two, the girl was ridiculously pretty. Dark brown eyes framed by long lashes and smoky eyeliner, full pink lips pursed in a begging pout and as if God was feeling especially generous the day He made her, she was blessed with an incredibly hot body. Both reasons were effectively making Spencer throw caution into the wind. “Okay, let’s go!”

Ashley grinned wide again. “Awesome. You’re real easy to manipulate, Spencer Carlin,” she teased, handing Spencer a helmet.

“You’re mean,” Spencer pretended to sulk as she put on the helmet, struggling a little with the safety straps.

Ashley moved to help Spencer, her face inches away. Spencer blinked, feeling her heart starting to race. She knew she was gay, but this was getting ridiculous. For god’s sake, she just met this girl 30 minutes ago! “Am not,” Ashley muttered, her breath blowing on Spencer’s lips.

Spencer licked her lips. How easy would it be to lean forward and capture those lips with hers? She could feel her body getting warm as she leaned closer to the brunette. Her mind was having an internal battle, fighting between lust and common sense. But of course lust was winning; Lust always wins. Spencer could see Ashley’s brown eyes widen with surprise, but she wasn’t moving away. That gave Spencer the confidence to move in just a little more. Right before their lips connected, Ashley pulled away without warning.