Well are you ready or not?

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  "You okay?" Ricky asked quietly.

  "Yeah." I stared off into space. It's been a week since I've had that dream about Spencer and I keep having it. I have been avoiding him like the plague, but it's hard when you are touring together. Ricky pulled me in tighter, hands snaked around my waist as I was sitting on his lap. INK and our band decided to hang out and have a nice fire by the bus, Maria taking a rain check. I turned to him. "Um..I was wondering.." I stammered. I was nervous about this, especially with the dreams I have been having. "I know we talked about just keeping this casual for now but..can we uh...make it a thing?" I was asking quietly enough so no one else could hear, except for Patrick, who was smiling like it was Christmas morning.

  Spencer was playing the guitar around the campfire with everyone singing along. Ricky looked at me stunned but eventually had the biggest grin and kissed me softly, but passionately.

I really do like Ricky, and I had to get over these Spencer dreams somehow. Everyone started whistling and Ricky squeezed my hips as a signal to get up. He took my hand an led me back to the bus. I waved goodnight to everyone and noticed Spencer had daggers in this eyes, whatever that was about. Right now, I did not care. Ricky held my hand as I hopped on the bus and plopped on the couch. He signaled for me to come sit on his lap. He cupped his hands on my face and just admired me with soft eyes making my cheeks heat up. "You are so beautiful, Jacee."  I was blushing so hard, I buried my face in the crook of his neck. I have never been one to take compliments and they are hard for me. "Why are you hiding?" Ricky asked, giggling. I nuzzled my head on his chest and closed my eyes, just listening to his heart beat. He had his arm wrapped around me tight as he flicked through the channels on the tv and I made him stop at New Girl, moments later everything went black.

  Ricky's alarm went off way to fucking early in my opinion, 6:00AM. He had his arms wrapped around me tight and our legs were intertwined. "Good morning, sweetheart." He mumbled, placing a kiss on my temple.

  "Morning." I grumbled.

"I'm going to the gym, do you want to come?" I rolled my eyes and turned over to face him. "Rick, it's 6:00 AM do we have tooooo." I whined, making him laugh. "Yes ma'am, I can't skip." I rolled my eyes again and got out of the bunk, with Ricky in tow. Everyone else was sleeping, except Spencer. For fucks sake. We walked into the common area to see him eating a bowl of cereal and watching some old cartoon. He shot me another devilish look that always sends chills down my spine.

    "Morning love birds, where are you off to?" I huffed. "Apparently your boy here wants to drag me to the gym and the ass crack of dawn." Ricky giggled and grabbed my hand to pull me towards the bus exit. "Have fun!" Spencer yelled after us with a mouth full of cereal.

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