Trying Hard to Ignore You

"Where's the Jeep?"

Spencer and I are so in love, I'm so happy.

We baked all day and talked to our families and played games and everything, and when I got up to go to bed and he got to come with me, I was ecstatic.

He's waiting in the bedroom and I'm in the bathroom. I've already showered and washed everything, but now I'm standing in a towel.

Getting engaged to Ashton was boring. I was happy but this feeling is different, because it's Spencer.

He's the man that can kiss my sanity away. He can control me with one look. He is my soul mate.

I haven't even gotten a chance to look at the ring.

I look down at it.

God.

It's huge. The stone is probably a five carat diamond. There's tiny diamonds encrusting the band and the part below it. It's not yellow gold. I'm not a fan of yellow gold. This looks like deterring silver, but something tells me it isn't.

I pull the ring off my finger, looking around.

I find it.

750

What is 750?

It's. It sterling silver. I knew it wasn't anyways.

The stone is held tightly into place. The ring is incredible. I love it.

I sigh, dropping my towel. I pull on sleep shorts and a tank top over my red panties.

The day after tomorrow is Thanksgiving and it's summer here in Australia. When I'm dressed I hang my towel and walk out. Spencer is already showered and dressed.

I climb into bed with him, climbing right on top of him. I lay down, my chest pressed against his, closing my eyes. My ear is pressed to his heart and I can feel his lungs filling with air and emptying. I can hear his heart beat.

"Well this is new." He says.

"Do you want me to move?" I murmur. He shakes his head. "No."

"Audrey!" Ethan yells from downstairs. "Phone!"

I groan into Spencer's chest.

"Just hang up!" I shout back.

"It's some guy named Alex!" He shouts back. "He said something about water, and trying to get ahold of you for three days!"

Alex is one of the guys that work for me with the bakery. He's been there to oversee everything. He's my right hand, really, and he's going to be the store manager.

Water?

I get up, rushing downstairs.

Spencer follows me. It's only tenish.

But ten at night in Australia is noon in Florida.

Everyone is still awake as I take Ethan's cell out of his hand.

"Hello?" I ask.

"Dammit girl, where have you been?"

"I threw my phone out on accident." I say. "Why are you calling my brother? I told you to only call him in emergencys."

"This is an emergency!" He exclaims.

"What?" I ask.

"The pipe to the sink in the kitchen burst and flooded the entire bakery. The wood floor is warped! I don't know to do, but you need to get over here. Where are you?"

"I'm in Australia!" I say. "This has been going on for two days?" I ask.

"Yes." He says. "I mean, the tables are damaged, the floor is fucked, the counters-"