Love At First Glance (Love at Firsts #1)(57)

“You alright, Have?” Spencer brings me back to reality.

“Yes, why?” I look up at him.

“I don’t know, you keep squirming.” He shrugs and smirks.

“If you’d stop touching my ass then maybe I wouldn’t be.” I shift my eyes at him, hoping he won’t stop.

“You love it.” He shrugs and squeezes my ass.

“I might.”

“Might?” He snorts.

“Yes, might.” I glare at him and poke his side.

“Just relax and enjoy.” He smiles and looks at ease, all the worry from last night has completely vanished. Not sure what’s gotten him in such a good mood, but whatever it is I’m grateful. “This feels pretty f*cking amazing.” He sighs happily and kisses my head.

“Can’t argue with that.”

Bernard jumps on the couch and cuddles up to Spencer. We look like a happy family. If only…

I must have fallen asleep at some point because I’m woken up by strong arms lifting me.

“What’s going on?” I ask and cuddle further into Spencer’s arms.

“Shhhh, you fell asleep, I’m putting you to bed,” he whispers.

“Thank you,” I mumble sleepily.

“Don’t mention it.” He lies me down and pulls the covers over me. “Sleep now.” He kisses my head.

“I love you, Spence.”

“I love you too, Have.” I smile feeling his lips against my temple once more before falling asleep.



I groan when I hear my alarm go off but I really don’t want to wake up. I was in my little dreamland heaven where I was having a series of amazing fantasies. My first dream was me confessing to Spencer that I was in love with him and him telling me that he felt the same way. That was pretty f*cking magical. Then I dreamt of us going on a road trip across the States, having fun and wreaking havoc. Not that we would actually cause any trouble, but it was pretty fun to dream about.

The last one was the best and was incredibly steamy, but of course, it’s always when you’re at the good part that you have to get up.

I groan and turn off my alarm and then the following ones. Sleeping half of the day yesterday was such a bad idea, I’m still feeling rough and like I didn’t sleep at all. I’m getting too old for the clubbing scene.

I pet Bernard who’s still sleeping happily at the end of my bed and get up. I need a shower, badly. Hopefully the warm cocoon of my shower will help me wake up and relax my tensed body. I have a long day today, I have to drive all the way to the Untamed Shadows' rehearsal for my interview with them, which I’m incredibly excited about. They are amazing guys and I can’t wait to see them hit the big time. After the interview I then have to drive all the way back and hope I don't get stuck in traffic, at least not for too long. I don’t want to be late because I’m going to the movie and for pizza with Spencer tonight. The classic teen date, but we do it whenever there’s something interesting at the cinema. We booked each other for this date months ago to see 'Crimson Peak' when it came out.

I shoot a quick morning text to Spencer before stepping in the shower.

Me: Morning Angelface, hope your day is bright!

Spencer: Morning Sweetheart, someone is in a good mood.

Me: I’m feeling rough and aching all over and I have work :(

Spencer: I feel for you. I’m lying in bed, naked, enjoying the warmth and not moving till later :P

Me: I. Hate. YOU!

Spencer: You love me, you said so last night!

Me: Why didn’t you stay? :(

Spencer: No offence to your bed, but I like mine better, it’s comfier.

Me: Can’t argue with that lol. Don’t forget our date tonight.

Spencer: How could I?

Me: Never know with you. I’m going to take a shower, brb.

Spencer: Stop teasing me!

Me: Never!

I smile and clamber into the shower, relishing in the warmth, even though Spencer’s warm embrace would be a lot better. I take a longer shower today, needing the water’s help with my aching limbs. I wiggle my ass to the beats of 'Happy' which keeps getting interrupted by my phone buzzing on the counter. I’m pretty sure it’s Spencer messing with me.

I turn off the shower and step out, drying myself quickly and wrapping a towel around me. I grab my phone and walk into the kitchen to make myself some breakfast. I look at my phone after putting two frozen breakfast muffins in the microwave.

Spencer: So warm and cozy

There is a picture attached to the text and I open to see Spencer wrapped up in his duvet looking all hot and sleepy.

Spencer: How you wish you could stay in bed…

Spencer: Or be in bed with this…

I click on the picture attached to see a picture of his bare chest, his insane V and a part of his junk which is barely covered by his sheets.

Spencer: You don’t know what you’re missing

He’s sends another picture and in this one he’s actually grabbing his junk through the covers.

I nibble my lip, getting all hot and bothered. Fucking hell.

Me: Will you stop?

Spencer: I’m sure you don’t want me to stop.

He's sends another picture of his face this time smirking.

Me: I’m trying to have breakfast.

I send him a picture of me making an unimpressed face.