Say You'll Stay

Reigniting The Flame

Olivia walks down the stairs after getting the twins to bed and Billy was sitting in his chair. He looked up from his book to glance at her.

"Goin somewhere, baby girl?"

"Hi, daddy" she says like she's an teenager again. Billy gave an short laugh.

"Mhm. Don't think I don't know you've been out every night with that boy"

"Pretty sure he isn't an boy anymore, and I'm well past that age where I have curfews" She kissed his cheek and he humphs again.

"We'll see you in the morning" She smiles, squeezing his shoulders.

"Love you, daddy" His eyes look over.

"I love you, Olivia" There were days she'd kick herself for pushing her family so far away. This night was one of them. Laura and Billy have been her solid ground over the last few months. They've asked nothing of her but have given everything of themselves in return. She headed out the back door, snuggling into the blanket she kept on the deck. It was chilly out, and she was barely wearing much. When she got his text, she like she needed to put a little effort into things. She's wearing a short, red, eyelet dress with a black belt and light jean jacket. She curled her hair in the morning so it could cascade to soft flowing waves. She threw on her cowboy boots, since trudging through the field to get to the river wasn't usually a good idea in any of her other shoes. She doesn't go looking a mess, but at the same time, she never dressed up. She got to their meeting spot, finding Spencer leaning against his truck.

"Hey, beautiful" He walked forward, tugging her into his arms.

"Hey yourself" Her smile was instant. She tried to look over his shoulder, but he turned her so she couldn't see.

"You're trying to kill me, huh?"

"Me?" She asked with confusion.

"That dress" She grins.

"I might have had an plan to torture you a little with it"

"Well" His lips pressed to hers.

"I think" Another kiss.

"You're doing" And another.

"A good job" This time when they're lips touched, she held him there. Spencer's hands found their way to her hair, fisting it loosely. She loved the way he kissed her. Power and strength, never brutal. It was a heady feeling when someone can make you feel safe and strong at the same time. Their tongues dance as she got lost in Spencer's touch. She couldn't seem to stop herself. Being around him made her crazy. It's as if the time they spent apart amplified things. When he touched her, it took everything she had not to throw him down and feel every inch of him. Spencer's grip loosened, and he touched the side of her face.

"I have a plan"

"That I remember" She smirks. He took her hand, pulling her into the truck. This wasn't his old one, it was brand new.

"This yours?"

"I have two. Our truck, and this one" It hit her hard when he said our truck.

"You think of the other truck as ours?" Spencer started the engine, turning with an sly grin.

"Course I do, it was where a lot of memories were made. I can still look at the passenger seat and picture you doing your summer strip down after I made the winning touchdown"

There were some memories she assumed she'd never forget.

"I was a little theatrical back then, and young"

"Girl, you were naked"

"Nope, I had my bra and panties on!" Spencer drove down the road with the biggest smile on his face.