“Oh. Boys. I don’t like them much,” Spencer snorted in laughter at Ashley’s answer.

“Hidden meaning much?” The blonde asked playfully.

“I just find them wastes of time. They are much too predictable,” the brunette answered. Spencer took a step forward toward her and placed her index finger on Ashley’s forearm. Once again, Ashley felt electricity flow through her body but this time she didn’t move away.

“So what are you?” Spencer asked.

“Um. What? I’m human,” Ashley replied breaking the contact between her arm and the blonde’s slender unpolished finger.

“Thanks captain obvious. But it was kind of hard to tell when you freaked out about the dog on the way here, I mean really, who climbs a streetlight to get away from a harmless pet? What I meant was, are you gay?” Ashley’s eyes widened at the unpleasantness of question. She began to feel the nervousness leak into her stomach like lead and went for the obvious defense.

“Homosexual?!”

“Well yeah I guess that’s the politically correct term for it.”

“That is strictly prohibited! You shouldn’t talk about things like that you’ll get in trouble!” Ashley answered her absurdly glancing to make sure no one was looking. There of course, was no one else in the room.

“Okay seriously, there are a lot of ignorant pricks out in the world but it isn’t prohibited, and answer the question Miss-I-Love-To-Change-The-Subject.”

“You can’t just ask people something like that. It’s rude and of course I am not. I am much too busy with my work to even focus on something as trivial as a relationship with someone else,” Spencer looked taken aback at Ashley’s answer. “It was really nice of you to give me the shoes but I have to go!”

“Okay then. Go. When am I going to see you again?”