Mr. Wrong | Sprina ✔

Mr. Wrong Part 5

The sunrise shined brightly through Spencer's blinds as another day came around. He looked down at Trina, who was still fast asleep in his arms.

Yesterday was the first day since the week began that they got time to themselves. No interruptions, no plotting, no drama; it was just them. They stayed inside the whole day, talking and making love as the night rolled around for them to sleep.

His phone buzzed on his nightstand. He grabbed it and headed towards his balcony before answering after seeing Sam as the culprit interrupting his morning glee. "Hey, Cuz," He greeted her.

"You're smiling," Sam pointed out. A soft blush colored Spencer's cheeks as she exposed him without seeing him. "What's up, Sam?" He asked, making her laugh.

"Two things; I'll start with the good news. Spinelli got us a lead on the model in the video. He told me that Esme's portion of the video was original, so only the male was tampered with. But, he traced down the male model of the video." She paused to let him digest the information, "That's amazing! A lot for two days. What's the bad news?"

He heard a sigh, "To start, he is still trying to track the developer of the video. Also, Dante and I were researching the legal aspect of the situation, and unfortunately, it is not illegal to create a deep fake – in Port Charles, at least. However, there is a loophole. They can be charged with defamation, but that's a minor charge to what that video can do to your reputation if leaked."

Spencer sighed as he leaned on his balcony, "You're telling me if this video gets leaked, I cannot pursue criminal charges for revenge porn?"

Sam agreed, "Unfortunately not, because the developer can attest to the point that the video is fake, which isn't a crime – although, its morally wrong. Defamation is the only legal scare someone can use in this instance."

The cousins bid goodbye after making plans to meet before the call ended. Arms snaked around Spencer's waist from behind; he felt a line of kisses tracing his spine before hearing the raspy voice of Trina, "Good Morning."

"Your morning voice is sexy." She laughed loudly at the unexpected comment before cuddling into him. "Who was on the phone?"

"Sam, she was updating me. I think we have a booked day." Spencer updated her as they planned and prepared their outfits for the day. "Aren't you coming?" Trina asked as she stopped moving towards the bathroom; Spencer's head snapped to her. "What?" She smiled at his surprised expression. "Come on, let's go shower." She seduced and collected him from the bed, resuming her headway to the bathroom.

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"I don't know whether to be happy or jealous that you went to Sam, instead of coming to me." Dante smiled as he approached the couple who pulled into his and Sam's driveway. "What's up, Spencer? It's been a while since we've spoke." Dante hugged his cousin as he greeted him. "Yeah, that needs to change." Spencer commented. Dante nodded in agreement. "It will now, most definitely."

Sam rushed out of the house, locking the doors behind her before approaching everyone.

"Trina, we've met before, right?" Dante asked as Sam pulled away from the hug she and Trina shared. "We did, under...different circumstances." They both recalled the time when he was the officer escorting Trina to her arraignment. "Just know, I felt horrible that I had to do that." She shook her head, "You were doing your job." He gave her a soft smile.

"We're all ready? We'll take my jeep." Sam spoke out, opening the garage. "Spencer, we might take a while. You can pull your car in until we come back."