As Spencer curls into me more I can’t help but to smile and wrap her tighter in my arms. This must be that heaven that Spence likes to talk to me about, I love hearing about it, but I think now I’m experiencing it, this feeling of euphoria is my evidence. Just laying here in a comfy bed next to someone I really care about, I can faintly hear the stereo still humming quietly as Spencer mumbles something about chocolate rivers. My mind just feels so blank and at peace, almost like a newly purchased notebook, the pages are crisp and white, untainted by the world and just waiting for you to tell it all your secrets. It isn’t begging me to tell the world what I tell it, but it does keep record of them for only I to know. But some secrets I wouldn’t mind sharing with some one like Spencer, some one I know I can trust, I could tell her my secrets and dreams, my desires and feelings and in return she could share hers with me and just like she has kept them secret so would I. It’s been like this a while now, two months to be exact of me having such thoughts, such feelings for the slumbering girl beside me. I remember the first night Spencer called me, begging me to stay with her for the night. She just sounded so, so pitiful. I couldn’t handle disappointing her. That night along with many others she shook and cried through the night keeping me up, but I really didn’t mind. I still don’t, though it only happens periodically. At first I figured this need to comfort her was because she is my closest friend, but as time goes on I’ve really realized that maybe my intentions run deeper. She sighs happily in her sleep burying her head into the crook of my neck and it takes everything in my power to not just kiss her full force. These feelings scare the crap out of me and at the same time make me wonder if this was how Spence or even Ashley felt when they discovered they were not as straight as they thought they were, well maybe not Ashley she probably was wondering which chick she was going screw that night. I shake my head slightly cause seriously I cannot be having these thoughts. I mean come on she is my sister’s girlfriend; well maybe, Spence and me have yet to discuss that situation. But for the love of god she looks so fucking adorable when she sleeps. She takes a deep breath before letting out a shuddering breath against my sensitive neck, I can’t help but let out a soft moan, the feeling is so intense. I have no idea what she is dreaming about but it must be good because the next thing I know her hand is making it’s way along my thigh and her tongue darts out briefly grazing my neck. I shiver as liquid fire gushes through my veins, but it is all to soon extinguished as she bites my earlobe and purrs out “I love you Ash…”