I looked at the picture closer. This had to be an old picture. I noticed Spencer’s hand and resting on her ring finger was the ring I just gave her. This picture couldn’t be old. Why would Spencer cheat on me. Why would she kiss someone else behind my back. Looking at the pic of some other girl with her lips all over my girl was driving me nuts. I clicked away from the pic and I called Spencer’s cell. I didn’t care if she had School the next morning. I needed to talk to her. The phone rang 4 times before someone answered, but it wasn’t Spencer.

???: “Hello?”
Ash: “Who is this?”
???: “Contessa. Can I help you with anything?”
Ash: “Who the FUCK do you think you are answering my FIANCES phone? You have no right. WHERE IS SHE?”

I was having a hard time keeping my voice calm, but I was so confused. Spencer really was with Contessa. Spencer wouldn’t do this to me. She couldn’t. I didn’t trust this situation at all. There has to be an explanation. Maybe I was just in denial.

Con: “She is asleep. Her phone was just laying around and I noticed it was ringing.”
Ash: “JUST STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!”

I slammed the phone shut. I was coming home as soon as I could. There was no way I was going to be able to pleasantly finish this week without going to talk to her. There wasn’t much I could do right now. I was on a bus driving down the highway, but as soon as we got to a stopping place I was going to catch a flight out to LA.

Contessa’s Pov

Con: “Good new, Penny. Your little plan is turning out just as you wanted.”
Pen: “Do tell.”

I made myself comfortable on her lap. I straddled her and placed a seductive kiss upon her lips before I began talking.

Con: “I just got off the phone with little Spencer’s dearest Ashley. She was very unhappy that Spencer was here with me.”
Pen: “I’ll just assume she came across the photo.”
Con: “As planned. I just didn’t think we would hear about it until tomorrow.”

Her hands started rubbing up and down my thighs as we continued our conversation. I leaned in to whisper in her ear.