Love At First Glance (Love at Firsts #1)(58)

Spencer: You’re flushed! Ha! I knew you fancied me.

Me: Never hid that fact Spence. You’re hot and you know it, the whole world knows it lol

Spencer: Can’t argue with that.

Me: Humble much?

Spencer: Humble is boring.

Me: You’re lucky I know you or I would never want to see you again, you cocky bastard.

Spencer: That bad?

My phone pings with another picture of Spence but this time he’s pouting

Me: Yes, that bad.

Spencer: Why are you still friends with me then?

Me: Because I know your cockiness is all an act and well you’re one of my only friends so I’m kinda stuck with you.

Spencer: How nice…

Me: You know I’m joking. <3

I wait for a few minutes for his reply but it never comes. I sigh and facetime him, hoping he’ll answer. After a few rings, he finally does.

“There you are!” I say around a mouthful of muffin.

“That’s gross and I had to take a shit.” He smirks.

“You’re gross, I’m eating!” I make a disgusted face down the phone.

“I know, that’s why I said it.” He chuckles and gets back into bed.

“Seriously? You’re going to lie in bed all day?”

“Yes, wanna join me?” he says in a seductive voice, waggling his eyebrows.

“I wish.” I pout.

“Really?” he asks me, sounding surprised.

“Yes, it’d be better than going to work.”

“Oh.” He looks disappointed.

“What?”

“Nothing, just thought you would want to spend the day with this naked body.” He shrugs as if everything was cool, but I can tell he’s upset.

“Spencer, you know if I could, I’d spend all of my time with you.”

“That’s always good to hear.” He smiles. “Are you in the office all day?”

“Nope, just in the afternoon. I have my interview with Untamed Shadows this morning.”

“Oh yes, I forgot it was today. Are you nervous?”

“Yeah, a little bit. It’s not like it’s the first time I’m meeting them, but it’s still nerve-wrecking. I tried to come up with questions different to what they are usually asked, but it proved to be more difficult than I imagined. I just hope I don’t sounds like a total dumbass.”

“Why would you?” He looks confused.

“You know I don’t listen to their type of music. But I don’t want to seem like I don’t know shit about them or am after the same information as every other journalist.” I shrug.

“You’ll do good, Love. Don’t worry.” He smiles at me reassuringly.

“I hope you’re right.”

“When am I ever wrong? And don’t f*cking mention your neighbor or I’m hanging up.”

“Here comes the tantrum.” I sing with a grin on my face.

“You’re a bitch, you know that?”

“You love this bitch.” I shrug and shove the rest of my muffin in my mouth.

“I still wonder why, but I do.” He chuckles.

“This bitch has to get ready for her interview.” I frown.

“What are you going to wear?” I walk into the bedroom and look into my closet.

“I’m not sure. I was thinking skinny jeans and a flannel top. Something simple.”

“Sounds good. You can even show some cleavage.” He smirks.

“I don’t get you.”

“Why not?” He looks confused.

“You throw a fit when I just mention my neighbor's name, but now I can show some cleavage for a rock band?”

“It’s a guy thing.” He shrugs.

“Do you feel threatened by Val-”

“Yes, let’s leave it at that.”

“Weirdo.” I shake my head and place the phone high enough so he won’t see me naked when I dress.

“Lower the camera a bit.” He smirks.

“It’s not a peep show, Spence.” I chuckle and put on a matching deep red lace set of underwear.

“Too bad. I could even jack off and you wouldn’t even know.”

“Gross!” Although it would be hot knowing that he’s jerking off whilst watching me. “What?”

“Nothing. Keep going, you’re going to be late.”

“Spence…”

“You sure you’re not blonde?” He snickers.

“Why do you say that?” He’s totally confusing me this morning.

“Look behind you.”

I turn quickly, half expecting a serial killer to be standing behind me, but when I see what Spencer was talking about, I’m mortified.

“Oh, for f*ck’s sake. You saw everything.”

“Yes, I did. Not a smart move to place your camera across from you full length mirror.” He chuckles.

“I’m never going to live this down.” I sigh and quickly pull on my jeans.

“Nope, never. But it’ll make an amazing background.” He smirks looking pleased with himself.

“What?” I look at him horrified.

“What? You have a nice ass. This picture I just took has your beautiful face and your magnificent ass. It’s too much perfection in one image.” He smiles wide.