“Maybe what she means is that she made a mistake.” I suggested, deciding to take a risk. There was no way she’d figure out it was me, right? Spencer smiled sadly at me. “I don’t get how that could be classified as a ‘mistake. I guess it’s my fault for expecting her not to, since we weren’t officially together in the first place.” She said simply. “But it doesn’t matter. I can’t trust someone who’s out for sex like that.” She stood up and walked up to me again. “Maybe you should just give her the benefit of a doubt. We’re all human, right? We all fall a little bit short sometimes.” I said. “Yeah, but, I don’t want to set myself up for heartbreak.” “You should forgive her only if she’s sincere.” I added. “How do I know if she is?” “You’ll know. She won’t give up until you do forgive her, and she’ll do anything for you to stop being mad at her again. Someone who only wants sex will eventually just give up.” “Why are you siding with her?” Spencer asked suspiciously, raising an eyebrow. “I would think that you’d dislike her since I’m attracted to you.” “I’m saying this because you seem to really be into this girl. Even though you are into me, I can’t really give you what you want: a stable relationship. I’m a superhuman freak whose identity you can’t even know.” “I don’t care. All I care about is the fact that you’re such a good, kind, understanding, and affectionate person, and that you must be beautiful to me underneath all those clothes and that mask, because your personality is such.”

        I stood there, speechless as she closed in on the distance between us and captured my lips with her own, putting

her hand on the back of my neck. She boldly slipped her hand underneath my shirt and grazed my chiseled abs. I repressed a moan as she felt my muscles and then slipped her hand into my pants. I looked at her longingly. “Spencer…” I sighed. Wasn’t sex what had gotten me into trouble with her before? She shouldn’t tempt me like this. She put a finger to my lips. “I want you.” She breathed, rubbing my clit. Almost instantaneously I felt my clit twitch in her fingers as she played with it through my pants. I gave her a pleading look- she was torturing me. Spencer placed another kiss on my lips, and this time it was more intense and desperate than the last. Slowly she lifted up my mask above my lips, exposing my neck. She traced my jaw with her finger, causing me to shudder as she started placing butterfly kisses on my neck. Her lips were so soft, so warm, so loving. I placed my hand gently on the back of her head, reveling in the pleasure of having her pay such special attention to me. My center was quickly getting overheated and wet; I ached for her to do something about it to relieve me. “Come with me.” She said, taking me by the hand and leading me to her bed. She eased me down onto her soft, inviting bed before climbing on top of me. I pulled her down closer to me and gave her an eager kiss; the sweet warmth of her mouth was so comforting and desirable that I didn’t want to let her go when she needed to break the kiss for air. I knew I couldn’t resist anymore- I was going to give in; I was going to crumble and give myself to her, which was something I told myself that I would never, ever do under any circumstances. Spencer Carlin had completely seduced me.