First thing I need to say is how much I love and enjoy reading Spashley fan fiction. I have spent the better part of the last year and a half reading all kinds of stories on this forum. I love getting caught up in Spencer and Ashley's lives and I thought it was about time I contributed to the mix. I asked my favourite Author for a challenge and this is what was thrown at me. B, this is for you girl
Title: Revenge is better served hot
Rating: PG13 – NC17 depending on whether you want me to continue of course
Pairing: I would assume you'd like that to be Spencer and Ashley, hmm?
Disclaimer: I just get to play with them for fun. Tom Lynch actually owns them.
Feedback: Much appreciated.
Today was just like any ordinary day.
I walk into my office after getting back from a short lunch at the local deli, and proceed to hang my hat and my jacket on the coat rack by the door as I adjust my suspenders. I walk over to my desk and take a seat.
Looking down at my paperwork, I see it's beginning to pile up. I didn't realize how busy my life was going to turn out when I went into my line of work.
Talk about no social life. I am too busy being caught up in everybody else's business to even begin to have a life of my own.
Who am I? I am Ashley Davies, 23 years old and a PI, as in Private Investigator.
We've been in business for a little over a year. With the amount of "Cheating" going on in this city, LA, home of the rich and famous, well it has secured us a nice profitable business.
With us, I mean me, and my business partner, Aiden Dennison. We have taken on our fair share of clients and we definitely have some stories to tell you, that is for sure.
Yes I have a boy as my business partner, he's my dearest friend in the whole wide world. I've known him all my life, but I don't swing that way. I like girls.
Even if I did do boys, Aiden is too much of a Douche for me.
We've always had the same taste in girls though. In high school I used to beat him every time.
Poor Bugger!
He'd be after some hot tail and I'd stroll along and snatch the unsuspecting girl right out from under his nose.
Sucker!
I think he's feeling a little cocky since starting our business off. I haven't been laid in over a year.
He doesn't forget to remind me almost every single day.
Enough about Aiden though. This story isn't about him anyway.
I'm sitting at my desk going through a pile of paperwork, when my intercom goes off. "Miss Davies, your 2 o'clock is here," my secretary, informs me.
"Show her in please Kylie." I switch off the intercom and settled back into my desk.
I was just finishing looking over the new case I was being assigned to by my partner, when the most attractive women I have ever seen walks into my office.
I mean my God. She has long blonde hair and a rack to die for, her legs go on forever.
Have you ever had one of those moments where your entire life flashed before your eyes?
I think I could die happy right this second.
Whoa! Focus Ashley, if I wasn't already sitting down I would be flat on my ass on the floor. I feel my chair move and I try to refocus.
Is that drool on my chin? I quickly steady my chair and stand up.
She didn't notice that right?
I extend my hand to greet her properly. "Ashley Davies. Nice to meet you," I then flash her my 100 watt smile.
I throw in my famous nose crinkle for good measure.
As I stare into her crystal blue eyes our hands meet for the first time and I feel the earth move a little under my feet.
She just chuckled and tilted her head to the side.
Does this woman realize what affect she has on me?
"Spencer Carlin." She finishes shaking my hand and continues to stare into my eyes.
Oh no, please don't take your hand back just yet, or ever. You don't need it do you?
I clear my throat and point to the chair in front of my desk. "Umm, please take a seat and we'll get down to why you need my services."
I had read on her file that her partner has been cheating on her with their maid.
What stupid man in their right mind would fool around on this gorgeous specimen? I would worship the ground she walked on if she was mine.
What? I'm just saying.
I hear her chuckle again. My Gosh she has the cutest laugh.
Why is she looking at me like that?
"I was just saying I need your services because I have a suspicion my girlfriend is bonking the help." She finishes again, and this time I take notice of what she is saying.
Wait what did she just say? Girlfriend?
My file says nothing about her partner being a female. I automatically assumed because it said, "sleeping with the maid," on her file, that her partner was male.
Boy was I wrong.
I think this is one time that I'm completely OK with that. This means I have a chance right?
Alright Davies, time to get your head back in the game. This is your potential girlfriend, I mean client, sitting in front of you. Just focus and listen to what she has to say.
No matter how much you would rather be sliding your hand up her thigh and licking a trail from the base of her neck up towards her ear lobe with your hot tongue.
Damn it! My thoughts are so not helping. Staring at her chest isn't going to look so good either.
Uh oh! It looks like I'm busted. She's getting up and walking around my desk towards me.
Way to go Ashley. Could you have been any more obvious?
"Are these your credentials?" She asks me, pointing to a framed certificate I have placed on the wall behind my desk.
"Yes ma'am!" I stammer out, getting a good look at her for the first time from behind.
I can tell you she looks just as fine from back there.
That's just between you and me though OK?
"Looks like you're just the women for the job then. I can never seem to catch Mary out, it's just a feeling that I have at the moment. But you know what they say about women's intuition right?" She looks back over her shoulder at me as she says this.
Boy do I know what she means.
"I do believe I know what you mean," I answer her.
That's it Ashley, stay professional.
"I have been doing this job for a while now and 10 times out of 10 my female clients have been right on the money, knowing that their partners are fooling around on them. With the men though, not so much, boy, are they stupid." I giggle as I say this to her.
What? Men are idiots. I didn't have to tell you that though right?
"Most of the time their wives have just been sneaking out to either go and see the latest romance movie that their husbands refuse to watch with them, or to indulge in a little sweet dessert, that they know will go straight to their thighs, but are too embarrassed to eat at home." She's starting to chuckle again as I continue.
"I find it amusing telling them that their wives are cheating on them with whipped cream minus the man hunk." We both burst out laughing at the same time.
I can't control myself and I snort a little, which has sent Spencer off into another fit of giggles.
I have never felt so comfortable with anybody so quick in my life, what is it about this woman?
I don't even mind that she is laughing at me.
Ok so I feel a little embarrassed.
She seems to compose herself and looks back over at me. I notice how cute she looks when her cheeks are all flushed and red.
I could get so consumed by her and she doesn't even know it.
"I like you, you're hired," she licks her lips and scans my body with her eyes as she tells me this.
"I think it's time I get some revenge," Spencer is speaking again.
What did she say?
Revenge? What?
Wait! Was she checking me out? I could get into so much trouble with this girl.
Revenge always was better served hot!
Spencer Carlin is hot.
Ooh boy. I'm in trouble.
Is it even worth continuing? I'll let you be the judge of that