Spencer’s Pov

I woke up in Ashley’s bed, but she wasn’t in t with me. I crawled out of her kid sized bed and I started my search for my favorite brunet. I heard  someone downstairs, so I assumed it was her. I was right. Ashley was in the kitchen, looking sexy as ever. She was wearing a pair of shorts that were too short for just making breakfast, but hey I wasn’t complaining. She had on an apron that said kiss the chef. I quietly walked up behind her and twisted her around for a kiss.

Spencer: “Just obeying the apron.”
Ashley: “ You have to remind me to wear this more often. I feel kind of like you dad in it.”

We both burst into laughter. We settled down when a groggy looking Kyla came dragging her feet into the room and sat down at the kitchen bar. We didn’t stop laughing because of Kyla, we stopped because we were curious about the girl she had with her.

Ashley: “So, Kyla. What happened to Aiden? Unless you are secretly The magical half of the family and managed to turn him into a girl. In which case I say High five.”
Kyla: “We went our separate ways once you finished your song.”

I was getting a little confused, but obviously Ashley was too.

Ashley: “So, if you didn’t have Aiden with you last night then who in the Hell was making you moan like that last night.?”
Kyla: “I wasn’t moaning THAT loud last night. I’m sort of quiet in bed.”

I noticed the girl she had with her was starting to blush.

Ashley: “Damn girl. You are a Davies if you make someone sound like that. Ok, not that I need to know what my sister does in bed, but…”

Ashley trailed off and began to stir the eggs.

Spencer: “So, Kyla… who is your friend?”
Kyla: “I’m sorry. I’m just so tired. This is Veronica. Veronica this is my sister, Ashley and her girlfriend, Spencer.”

She seems shy, but she smiled at us during the introduction. She had long, platinum blonde hair. She was also on the short side, but she was skinny. She really was pretty. Obviously not as pretty as Ashley. No one could ever dream of being that beautiful. I looked over at Ashley and she was sort of making a mess with the eggs. I walked over to help her. When your dad is as great of a chef as mine is you learn a thing or two about cooking.  I went to help her but she made me go sit down at the table.