Spencer's POV
"We should probably get up." I roll over and tell my smiling girlfriend.
"Five more minutes." She leans forward and kisses me. I moan as her left hand snakes under the covers and between my legs. "I feel like it's been forever since I've done this." She whispers in my ear and it takes everything in my not to let go right there.
"We're go..goin..going t-t-t-to be late." I stutter out causing her smile to widen.
"I don't think you really mind." She says in a seductive tone.
I clear my throat and nod my head. "I do." I don't know if I'm trying to convince her or myself.
"Then tell me to stop." She takes her bottom lips between her lips and I whimper as her hand stops it's motion. "Tell me that you don't want me right now and I'll stop Spencer Carlin." Her hand resumes movement and I moan loudly as I grab her and pull her into a deeper kiss.
Who am I kidding?
"See now we're gonna be really late!" I shout into the bathroom as Ashley gets out of the shower.
"We're not gonna be late Spencer." I can hear the smile in her voice. She thinks this is all a joke.
"How can the best woman and the maid of honor be late for their best friend and own brother's wedding!" I shout as I put my earrings on in the mirror. I hear Ashley chuckling. I shake my head and smile at my girlfriend because she's ridiculous.
I take a seat on the bed and wait for my girlfriend to finish getting dressed. She comes out of the bathroom twenty minutes later and it takes me a second to remember that breathing is essential. Ashley smiles and twirls around a little. I chuckle at her cuteness.
"You like it?" She asks and I don't hesitate to nod. Ashley isn't really a dress wearing type of girl but if she could see herself through my eyes right now... I think she would change her mind.
"I love it." I stand up and walk over to her. It takes everything in me not to push her against the wall and rip that dress right off of her, but we're already late. I make a mental note to tell her to keep that dress handy later. "You look beautiful baby." I smile and kiss her softly on the lips so I don't mess up her makeup.
She steps back and stares me up and down. "Spencer Carlin, you look..." She pauses as she takes in my whole figure. "...how did I get so damn lucky?" She asks and I can only smile and shrug. Truth is, I have always thought of myself as the lucky one. Ashley is more than I could have ever wished or dreamed for. She is this little perfect gift from God and I thank him every day for placing her in my life.
"We should probably get going." I suggest and she nods.
"I really want to rip this off of your right now." She says and tugs at the side of my dress. Great minds think alike.
"And I really want to let you." I counter and she moans. I smile and grab her hand to head towards the door because I know that if we don't leave now then we probably won't make it to the wedding at all. She groans as I pull her out the door.
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"I can't believe you're married." I smile at my brother as we dance to whatever song is playing in the background. I'm not really paying attention to it enough to tell you what it is.
"I know." He smiles and nods. "I can't believe that found someone as perfect as Aiden. I've never loved anyone like I love him Spencer." My brother tells me and I can't help but beam at him. He's so happy, and I'm happy to see him this happy. I think he deserves it!
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