Ashley’s POV

Spencer’s story of her high school life, wow! Didn’t expect that at all! She’s rambling so fast that I can’t get a word in. She seems upset at her mom and facing me. I suddenly notice how close I am to her and move my head towards her. She looks up and I bring my lips the short distance to hers’. I’m kissing Spencer. Oh my God, I’m kissing Spencer! Shit! Wait?! She’s kissing me back. But now, she’s pulling away.

“Sorry,” I spit out quickly. Please don’t be mad.

She’s looking down again and replies softly, ” It’s okay.” She was pensive for a few seconds before saying, “This…can’t happen again. We’re in business together. This just can’t happen” She sounded like she was trying to convince herself more than me.

Abruptly, the limo stopped and I was thrown back into reality. I have to face Ethan…and I have to be mad. I almost don’t remember what I’m supposed to be mad about after all the drama today.

I pull my shirt on, step out of the limo and Spencer follows. I march into Ethan’s office. I can’t see him but I can hear him. He’s sitting in a tall executive chair facing the window away from the door.

“Yes, they’re a couple,” he says to some one on the phone. I decide to remain quiet so I can listen to what else he has to say. I can feel Spencer’s presence behind me and she too is staying quiet.

“I know they’re such a cute couple…I’m not worried…everyone knows how much cash controversy and shock value can bring in, plus lesbians are in. Paris Hilton is doing it.” Ethan says before laughing. I am done listening. I spin Ethan’s chair around the fury emanating from my eyes and scowl. He looks shocked at first but then acts like nothing has happened.

“So girls, love the hair!” he says. Oh yeah, I’d forgotten about the hair incident. That was Ethan’s fault too.

“Cut the crap Ethan,” I snarl.

“You don’t like the hair?” he responds.

“No I don’t,” I remark calmly. “But, we have bigger issues. I know your master plan, Ethan and I quit.”