“I can’t believe how rude you were,” Spencer chided slipping into her pajama bottoms.

The rocker scoffed. “Me?”

“Yes you,” the blonde continued. “Ashley, you were mean to Clyde all night. He didn’t do anything to deserve that kind of treatment from you.”

“Spencer, he was eye fucking you,” Ashley countered.

“God Ashley,” The blonde frowned in disgust. “Do you have to use that kind of language?”

“I don’t like the guy okay,” the rocker continued heatedly. “End of story.”

“Stop acting so childish!”

“I’m not acting childish! The only reason I offered him the stupid job was so that I could get you to shut up about it!”

The hurt look that came across the blonde’s face drained all the anger right out of Ashley. She quickly tried to back pedal. “Spencer that’s not what I meant-”

“I just want to go to bed now,” the blonde said in a hushed tone. She picked up a pillow and shoved it into the rocker’s chest. “The couch awaits you,” and with that Spencer slipped into bed.

Ashley let out a sigh and headed for the living room. It was going to be a long restless night.

***

The next morning, after getting an unhealthy four hours of sleep, the rocker found her fiancée, still visibly angry, in the kitchen washing dishes.

“Do you need any help with those,” Ashley whispered walking over to Spencer.

The blonde, of course, ignored her. That was expected.

The rocker let out a sigh. “Baby, please don’t be mad at me,” she pleaded leaning against the counter. “I didn’t mean what I said last night. I feel like an ass.”

“You should feel like one,” Spencer muttered shoving a plate into the washer.

“Ouch,” Ashley mouthed. “I deserved that.”

The blonde turned to her fiancée. She looked at the brunette expectantly. “Is there anything else you want to say?”

“I’m sorry,” Ashley continued. “That was wrong for me to say. I was getting heated up and I let the green eyed monster get the best of me. It’s just…” The rocker trailed off.

“It’s just what?” Spencer pressed.

“It’s just, it’s weird having someone, other than me, checking you out,” Ashley replied dropping her gaze to the floor. “I guess I’m not used to it.”

The blonde frowned in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“Usually we’re just around family and the guys and I know they don’t check you out because you’re like a little sister to them. Plus if they did they’d know I’d kill them.” The rocker supplied with a shrug.

Spencer let out a light chuckle. “Ashley,” she breathed out. “You are … unbelievable.”

“Angel,” Ashley sighed grabbing the blonde’s hands. She gave Spencer her most adorable pout and whispered. “I was stupid. Please forgive me.”

The blonde bit back a grin. “You just don’t want to sleep on the couch anymore.” She chided playfully. “Don’t you?”

“Well there is that,” Ashley joked. “No, but, I just don’t want there to be anymore more fighting between us. This is supposed to be a happy trip.”

“No more fighting,” Spencer whispered.

“I love you,” the brunette said bringing their lips together in a light kiss. She broke away and gave her fiancée a charming smile. “So seriously don’t you think an air hockey table will be cool?”

Spencer snorted. “There goes that touching moment,” she muttered sarcastically.