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    Chances – (Chapter: A New Day)

    Slowly I opened my eyes to the blinding sunlight steaming through the open window. The warm body next to me started to stir and I smiled at the remembrances of the previous night.

    "Morning." Spencer’s groggy voice knocks me from my dazed state.

    "Hey." I say a little too brightly. She stands and lazily stretches giving me a nice view of her flat stomach. I stand and grab Spencer’s hand walking down the stairs.

    "You seem chipper this morning." She observes.

    "A weight has been lifted off my shoulders." She chuckles. "How about breakfast?"

    "More pancakes?" She states more than questions. I pull her further toward the kitchen.

    "Whatever you want Spence. I don’t mean to toot my own horn but I am a fabulous cook, if I do say so myself." Spencer’s angelic laugh takes me from my reverie.

    "Did you just say ‘toot my own horn’?" She makes out between laughs.

    "You wouldn’t be laughing right now if you tried my delectable stuffed mushrooms." I say in all seriousness. She’s literally rolling on the floor now.

    "Ashley! You have tattoos and piercings and you use words like delectable?" I think this over in my head.

    "Do not tell anybody." I say sternly. She stops laughing and stands in front of me.

    "That is so, extremely…."

    "Lame, I know. I wanted to be a chef when I was younger so I spent most of my time watching Rachel Ray." I cut her off.

    "I was going to say sexy." She whispers hotly into my ear.

    "Oh," I breath out. "That’s good." She smiles and pulls me in for a kiss. I react immediately and pull her impossibly closer. Our tongues collide in a duel as her hands tightly grip the the collar of my t-shirt. My smile grows in our kiss and Spencer pulls back.

    "What?" I see the confused look on her face and notice I’m still smiling like an idiot.

    "We never changed out of our clothes yesterday," I step back waving my finger between our bodies to prove my point. She looks me than herself over before looking me over once more.

    "I didn’t even notice." We smile at each other in silence.

    "What would you like for breakfast? You name it I’ll make it." She starts to ponder this over.

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