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Uncivil Union – (Chapter: Rhetorical Questions)
“Ashley, I…I’m glad this happened.”
“You’re glad what happened?”
“I’m glad that you and I met.”
Oh yeah?
“Why?” I pressed.
“I like you.”
“How?”
“I don’t know.”
“I don’t believe you.”
She nodded, “I guess that makes sense.”
“Spencer, this wasn’t a mistake. You and me…this was supposed to happen. I don’t know why, but I feel like if I let you…”
She silenced me with her mouth, resting her forehead against mine. And we stayed like that for what felt like years. Her face caressing mine in complete silence while we allowed our presence together to speak for itself.
“I don’t want to be with you like that, you know,” I said, finally, “this isn’t just a sex thing for me and I don’t want it to be that for you.”
I racked my brain for a time when I had said that and actually meant it.
“It’s not like that for me.”
“That’s what it feels like, Spencer.”
She pulls away so she can see my face, “I just got out of a relationship with someone I had promised an entire lifetime to, Ashley. If she hadn’t broken off our engagement I would be married. You and I wouldn’t even know each other.”
“It’s meant to be.”
Oh God. This was it. I was becoming Dennis Quaid.
“I need time, alright? I don’t rush into things. I never have. That’s just not who I am.”
“I know,” I said with a sigh.
“I like talking to you, I like being with you…I like you,” she says, grabbing my hand, “but I need time.”
“Time for what? What do you do with it that time?”
“I learn what it’s like to be with you and accept that I was wrong before…I was wrong about you in the beginning. And it’s hard for me to admit to myself that I was wrong, but I’ll have to do it. Maybe we go out on a real date. Maybe I stop hiding how I feel and pretending I don’t realize how you feel. Then…then we’ll see.”
I nodded. It was reasonable. I couldn’t deny that it was reasonable. But I couldn’t deny that everything about who I was wanted to throw caution to the wind, fuck the waiting, and fuck her. And then I wanted to wake up, make her blueberry pancakes and mixed CD’s, and have babies. In that order.
“Ok, we’ll see,” I consented.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
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woot woot!! may be the first so im making this quick. Amazing post, love how things are coming together, sucks that its probably ending soon but i still love it and now I wanted to go 2 sleep, wake up eat blueberry pancakes and mixed CD’s, and have babies. In that order.
aaahhh I’ve followed this, and I’m sad to hear it’s ending soon =/. I love your writing, it’s amazing. you capture their feelings really well, it seems. Like their point of views.
i cant beleive its going to end :( but its great i just came from reading this on the other site :) so im outa words :) pms please :) i cant wait :)
Aww..this is great! I love that Spencer is willing to give it a shot. Fantastic update. PMASAP!!!
woo woo! loving the Spashley!
yay spencer is goin to give it ago. great update pms plz !!!!!
ending soon? awwww…but maybe we can get like a sequel or something along those lines eh? great as always!
When I saw that you had posted again I actually shouted “YESSSS!” out loud, how pathetic am I? lol But anyway I love this :)
HAHAHAH god I love ash. so hilarious. I’m so bummed that it’s almost over, this story is such a comic relief and I laugh my ass off all the time. thank god spence is starting to come around, even without the singing leprechaun. great post as always, can’t wait to see how it plays out!
im just as impressed with your chapter yet equally dissapointed as the others that its ending !!! sometimes i wish you could make a story last forever, but obviously you cant, right? well im certainly enjoying it while it lasts, and hoping that you’ll start another story after this one!
Good update! I’m happy to really see progress between the two. However, Ashley still need to protect her heart. As much as Spencer is predictable and obsessive compulsive, she’s still a little flaky. Also,Chelsea need to get over herself. PMS!
Love your writing, I hope the sequel to the dennison house isn’t sad. I love your writing style and uncivil union is currently my favorite!