“To what?”

Ashley bit her bottom lip shyly.

“To appreciate the fact that this isn’t me dreaming, that this is really you asking me to kiss you. There was a time I didn’t think you’d want me to kiss you ever again.”

Spencer did not bother answering, she simply pulled Ashley to her gently. She let her nose snuggle closer to that vanilla scented neck she so loved. They stood like that for a while, breathing in time with one another.

“Ash, I plan on wanting you to kiss me for about the next fifty years of my life.”

“I’m pretty sure I can manage that.” She pulled away a few inches. “Wanting to kiss you is like a permanent thing with me anyway.”

“I know exactly how you feel, so how about we get to the actual kissing?”

“Pretty sure that’s another thing I can manage.”

Ashley was as good as her word. She managed to kiss Spencer, thoroughly so. It was slow and soft and all kinds of gentle. It was also rather chaste, but Spencer kind of liked that too. It was not always about blind passion between them, it was there of course, but it had never been the basis of their feelings.

“Hey, this is a first. No one interrupted us, we stopped all on our own. I kinda feel proud of that fact.”

Spencer smiled and nodded her head.

“Yup, it’s a sure sign of our growing maturity and restraint. No more groping like a bunch of teenagers and then being caught by…well…everyone!”

Ashley wiggled her eyebrows and gave her a lingering kiss on the lips.

“Well, I wouldn’t go so far as to say no more groping at all, but I agree on the getting caught part. We’re so past that.”

As her hand started creeping down Spencer’s back towards the rather alluring destination of her right bum cheek, Madison finally made her appearance at the door.

“God, are you two at it again. I see that straying hand Ashley Davies!”

Said hand pulled back rather reluctantly. Ashley scowled as Spencer laughed.

“Okay, so maybe we’re not as passed that as I would have liked. Anyway, we have to get moving, there’s a batchelorette party to be had ladies!”