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    Playing Doctor – (Chapter: giving in or staying strong?)

    I was nervous. More than that, I was terrified. Normally I was pretty confident in the dating arena. But around Ashley I was putty being shaped into unrecognizable forms as I admired her form.

     

    “This is really good Ash, you have a gift”

     

    “Why thank you, I aim to please” a silence fell. But not an awkward one, the type that gave you goose bumps because you knew something was in the air. The tension was welcomed and enjoyed as eyes drifted. The seat she had taken was the closest to me, and I was glad she had taken the initiative to make physical contact a possibility because had she been any further the distance may have killed me.

     

    “What’s this mean?” I took her hand and moved my fingers along her wrist to trace the bracelet in question. Her eyes met mine in a mixture of shock and intrigue. She penetrated my stare as if she was reading a book, trying to gain some understanding in to my intentions. For the first time since we met I had finally made her the nervous one.

     

    “Its suppose to bring me success” her voice was barely a whisper.

     

    “How is it working for you?” I moved my hand down and traced circles in her palm with one finger, something that always drove me insane and I hope it had the same effect on her.

     

    “Ahh…Well” she was speechless, guess it was working

     

    “At first I kind of thought it was bull…But in this exact moment im feeling pretty successful” A smirk took over my face as I continued to play with her hand, her soft capable hands.

     

    “Spencer”

    In a way it was a question, what was to come? I suddenly held more control than I was comfortable with. I like to be lead along; I enjoy having someone to follow. The tone in which she uttered my name made it clear I was in charge of this situation.

     

    “Do you want to go watch a movie?” it wasn’t really what I wanted to do, but her answer would help me lead to that next move. We had been in the hall, the kitchen, and now were heading to the living room. Only a few more stops on the tour and I would have her flawless form in between my sheets.

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    1. Wow…the sexual tension between Spencer and Ashley was so effin intense you would actually need a sharp sword to cut through it. Incredibly sexy update. Please, I beg of you, post again soon!

    2. Wow…the sexual tension between Spencer and Ashley was so effin intense you would actually need a sharp sword to cut through it. Incredibly sexy update. Please, I beg of you, post again soon!

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