The girls quickly stopped their actions and jumped away from each other as they stared wide eyed at their intruder, and he stared open mouthed right back at them.

“Whoa…”

“Aiden, get out,” Ashley growled as she readjusted her shirt. Her voice was still a bit husky, so it added to the anger.

“Ash, I think he’s foaming at the mouth…” Spencer said, also straightening her clothes. Her face was bright red from embarrassment.

“K-kiss her again…” the jock croaked from the doorway.

“Go downstairs!” the brunette yelled.

“But…that was—”

“DOWNSTAIRS!” Ashley hurled a pillow at him, and he quickly retreated before she could find something heavier. “Fuck,” she grunted under her breath.

“So…make that two people who know,” Spencer groaned as she flopped on her back.

–

“Why didn’t you just tell me?” Aiden asked as he paced back and forth.

Ashley glared at him from her spot on the couch. She felt like she was being interrogated with him pacing like that. “Sit the fuck down,” she commanded.

“Ash, chill,” Spencer said as she squeezed Ashley’s shoulder. She was at a slight height advantage not only from being taller but also because of the fact that she was sitting on the arm of the couch rather than on the cushions. She looked up at Aiden, “She’s right, though. Stop pacing and sit.”

The jock plopped down in the chair across from the couch in a huff, “Happy?”

“Ecstatic,” the brunette said sarcastically.

“Well, then answer my question,” he said sternly. He wanted answers.

“Because we didn’t want you to drool,” Spencer offered with a crooked smirk.

Ashley scoffed, “Too late.”

The jock narrowed his eyes at the two girls, “What, so just because I have hormones you weren’t gong to tell me?”

“Oh, of course not!” the brunette started. “It’s because you have testosterone.”

The blonde laughed. “It’s true,” she said with a quick nod.

Aiden opened his mouth to speak but was cut off as Spencer’s cell phone started to ring. She grunted and flipped it open, “Hello?…What?…Glen, you ass…Okay, fine!” she snapped her phone and looked between Aiden and Ashley, “Glen needs the car, so I have to go.”

“What the hell does he need it for?” Ashley asked with an annoyed tone.