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    meant to be – (Chapter: a shared fantasy)

    Spencers POV

     

    Wow I say to myself as I sit down to eat my lunch. I cant get that dream or any part of last night out of my mind. And what am I going to say to Jill in our next session when she asks if ive had any more dreams. Because im guessing saying oh yea I had a dream that you me and my fiancé had a threesome or well were about to will not go over so well. Not to mention that would just make therapy so much more awkward. Not that it wont be already considering both me and ashley are having dreams about us both having sex with our therapist. It is going to be completely awkward, and I am not looking forward to it.

     

    “Spencer, Are you okay?” Jeff ( The music teacher) asks. He must have walked in the staff lounge without me realizing.

     

    “Yea, yea im fine.” I say trying to sound sure of myself.

    “You sure about that?” he asks. Damn I really must suck at this lying thing

     

    “Yea just excited for tonight.” I tell him. Hoping to throw him a bone. So he doesn’t try to force me to tell him what I was really thinking about.

     

    “Hot date?” he teases. That has basically become  his way of saying are you and Ashley having you and Ashley time tonight.

     

    “Of course.” I say smiling.

     

    “So Jeff, why did you ask if I was ok earlier?” now im curious.

     

    “Well you had a really strange look on your face and you were sort of smiling but not entirely. And you were breathing a little heavy. You definitely looked out of it but I couldn’t tell if it was good or bad. So I figured id ask. And now I know it was good.” He said smiling. Jeff has become a good friend of mine. Since I started teaching here. He is married and has three kids and is a sports fanatic.

     

    “O god.” I say smiling

     

    “What?” he asks confused.

     

    “Nothing I can picture how I must have looked. It  must have been a sight to see.”I  tell him. he chuckles slightly.

     

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