Chapter 9

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A few months later Spencer and I were hanging out at his apartment. I'm on my phone and he's reading a book. I put my phone down just to be in the moment. After a few minutes he looked over at me. "What?"

I blush a little, "I just love you. I love this and I love our relationship. I always thought whoever I would start dating would have an issue with my fame or whatever."

Spencer put his book down and looked at me, "Y/N, I love you too. This is the best relationship I've ever had. And I hope the only thing that changes is that it gets better." You leaned forward to give him a kiss. He met me in the middle. We have kissed before but somehow this was the best kiss we have ever had. Spencer moved his book from his lap onto the side table then he grabbed my phone and put it on top of his book. He then pulled me into his lap. So now you are straddling Spencer's waist kissing him with your hands in his hair and his hands holding your waist.

"Spencer," you whispered, "I-I," you were cut off by Spencer's hips stuttering up to meet yours and you did a quiet moan.

"I know, Y/N, can I take you to bed?"

"Yes please."

Months later

I woke up and thought about the night before. Spencer came home frustrated because the team was making fun of him being inexperienced. He came home and let's just say we had a long, very fulfilling, night. As I was getting up I could feel how sore I was. I heard noise coming from the living room/kitchen area and figured Spencer was listening to a podcast. "Spencer, I swear if you aren't making breakfast after last night I'm going to kill you," your voice doesn't even sound like yours because of last night and sleep. 

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