Mr Spencer(94)

“Spence?”

He keeps stirring with his head down, unable to look at me.

I get off the stool and walk around in front of him, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Spence?”

His eyes meet mine.

“Why don’t we just see how we go?”

A frown creases his forehead. “What does that mean?”

“It means that we’ve been together for five minutes, and I think that maybe we should stop moving so fast.”

“You don’t like the way things are going?”

I kiss him softly. “I love the way things are going, but this isn’t a race.”

He holds me tight. “It feels like it is.”

I pull back to look at his face. “Why?”

He shrugs. “I’m waiting for the shoe to drop and everything to turn to shit.”

“Spence,” I breathe. “It’s not going to.”

“This is new for me, angel. All this.” He shrugs. “Feeling...”

I giggle. “You think this is new for you? Try being me for a moment. I’m getting used to having sex, falling in love, as well as an ex-girlfriend of yours who is slipping keys into your pocket.”

He smirks and pulls out of my arms. “Oh, I saw her today.”

My face falls. “You saw her today?”

“Yeah.” He goes back to stirring his pot of Indian food, choosing not to elaborate.

“And?” I frown.

“Long story.”

“I’ve got time.”

He dishes out our meals and places them on the counter in front of us. He refills our wineglasses, too, leaving me to just… watch him.

He sits down and begins to eat, as if he hasn’t a care in the world.

“Spencer! Are you going to tell me what happened or not?”

He blows out a deep breath. “It was the day from Hell.”

“Why are you always so dramatic?”

He chuckles. “No, seriously, today was a day from Hell.” He shovels some food into his mouth. “Like… literally.”

I take a mouthful of food for myself. “Why?”

“So, Sheridan turns up and tells me she loves me.”

My mouth falls open in surprise.

Don’t say anything, don’t say anything.

“She wants to move here and make a go of it with me.”

“I thought you said you were just having sex?”

He shrugs. “I thought we were, too. I was bowled over.”

“Well, what did you say to that?”

“I said no, that we were never like that.” He chews his food casually, as if he has this conversation every day.

“And you’ve told her you’re with me?” I ask. Damn this sneaky bitch.

“She knows I’m in love with you. I told her.”

“You told her that you love me. In those words?”

“I think it was in those words.” He shrugs. “Anyway, she knows.”

“How come you tell her you love me, but you don’t tell me you love me?” I ask.

He looks at me, deadpan. “Really? That’s all you got out of that sentence?”

I raise my eyebrows. Hmm, his snarky attitude is pissing me off tonight.

“Anyway, so I’m dealing with her crying and shit.”

“How were you dealing with her?” I frown. “Define dealing with her.”

He rolls his eyes. “I was hugging her.”

I get an image of them in a passionate embrace while he comforts her. “Did you kiss her?”

“No, I did not kiss her. Will you let me tell the fucking story?”

I shovel food into my mouth with force. Do I have to? I hate this fucking story.

“Anyway, so she’s crying and begging for two kids and a house in the countryside.”

My anger begins to rise. Is she kidding?

“She asked you for two kids?” I snap.

“Because she thinks that’s what I want with you.”

I stare at him. “Is it?”

“Is it what?”

“Is that what you want? Two kids and a house in the countryside?”

He shrugs. “I don’t know, you’ve got me thinking all types of crazy shit that I haven’t ever considered before. I did just ask you to move in with me and got shot down in flames for my trouble, didn’t I?”

“I did not shoot you down in flames.” I smile. “It more like a gentle slingshot.”

He rolls his eyes. “Whatever you call it, you didn’t say yes. So, Sheridan is in my office crying and shit, and then my receptionist buzzes through to tell me that Edward Prescott is there to see me.”

My eyes widen. “What?”

“Yep.”

“What the hell?”

He holds up his hands in the air. “Fucking crying ex-girlfriend in my office. New girlfriend’s crazy ass brother in the waiting room ready to kill me.”

“I thought you said she wasn’t your girlfriend.”

“Again with the pointless shit from that sentence.” He rolls his eyes. “The part of the sentence you should only have heard to was ready to kill me.”

I smirk. “You are an idiot.”