“If you say it’s the one, than it’s the one. I’ll give her a call quickly and tell her to get a rush on the paper work. What was her name again, Edna or Eliza or something?”

Spencer smiled as she handed Ashley a card with a name and number on it. She had made sure to get the cards from the three different estate agents that had shown them the houses as Ashley seemed to have no clue when it came to the whole business of buying a house.

“Her names Elisha. She was the blond that kept staring at your ass, rather annoying woman actually.”

Ashley was both surprised and happy to hear a note of jealousy in Spencer’s voice. Surprised, because she had honestly not noticed the woman staring and happy, because that meant Spencer still cared, still disliked other people ogling what she had once claimed as her own. It brought a rather satisfied smirk to her face and she could not get rid of it if she tried.

“Really? I barely noticed her, was to busy looking at…” She let her eyes travel over Spencer’s body, from her face to her breasts and back again, leaving no doubt what she was looking at. “…the houses.”

Spencer just swallowed her food down and sighed. She was slowly crumbling under Ashley’s attentions. The whole day she had been aware of the lingering looks, the soft touches, the sweet way Ashley did things for her, whether it was opening the car door or making the driver stop because she spotted a cigar shop and mentioned she would have liked to buy her dad something like that. Ashley had made her feel loved and cherished and turned on all at once. Most of all they had fun, even when Ashley was being dragged around houses she could not care less about, they had joked and teased and had a generally good time. It had felt good, it had felt right and Spencer knew she had a lot to think about. Maybe it was time to let the past go.

They were both dead on their feet when they finally stopped in front of Spencer’s house that night. Ashley had signed some papers and basically bribed the woman with a couple of grand extra, but the house key was in her back pocket without any more hassles. Spencer unlocked the front door but did not go inside, she just stood watching Ashley for a bit.