Confused, I spread apart the curtains to see Spencer, in the same position as Luke was before. I grabbed his hand pulling him in. "Luke, I think it's time for you to leave." I said sternly helping Spencer up off the floor, holding him behind me. "Come on Norah, why are you being such a bitch?" I stood slack-jawed in aw, how could he come in here asking for my forgiveness then call me a bitch? No Luke, no. "Luke, leave." Spencer started to urge forward behind me, I restrained him by pressing my body against his. "Norah, I didn't mean..." "Get the fuck out of my house." He nodded slowly, turning around and exiting through the door.
"What the hell was that?" Spencer said nervously, slightly angered. "I don't fucking know! He was all like 'give me another chance, I'm sorry.' Bullshit." I screamed, a little too loudly. "Alright, alright." Spencer whispered taking my face in his hands stroking my cheeks. "I'm sorry." I whispered, gazing into his emerald eyes. "Don't be." He whispered kissing me gently. "So what made you decide to go all Repunsel?" I giggled sitting on the edge of my bed. "I couldn't sleep, and I wanted to see you." He smiled taking a seat next to me. I blushed and leaned my head against his shoulder, "I'm so excited." I said while yawning mid-sentence. "Me too, now get some sleep,baby." He held me, placing my head down on the pillow. "Don't leave please." I mumbled into his chest. "I wasn't thinking of it." He whispered running his fingers through my hair slowly.
"Norah baby, wake up. It's time to go!" I rolled over on my side so I was facing him. "I love you." I couldn't help but smile at his sparkling smile, and emerald eyes. "I love you too." He kissed my gently on the head before rolling off of the bed pulling on his shoes. I groaned getting out of the bed searching through my drawers for something to wear.
Spencer and I sat on the plane awaiting take-off. "I can't wait, thank you so much." I touched my lips to his, lacing my fingers in his. "Believe me, your worth it." I blushed and leaned my head on his shoulder.
"I have another surprise for you." Spencer mysteriously stated as we exited the airport. "I really don't think I can take anymore surprises!" I laughed walking towards the taxis, "oh, we won't need a taxi." He winked walking towards the marina. "Wha.." "We have a sail boat." He smiled pulling me onto the deck of a huge, but gorgeous sail boat.
"Oh, my god. Spencer. This is incredible. You can sail?" I wandered around the boat looking at every little detail. I pushed open the small wooden door into a tiny room, with one large bed and a small kitchen. "This is.. unbelievable." I felt Spencer's arms come around my waist hugging me to his body. "Oh, I see you've found my favorite part of the boat." He laughed rocking me back and forth in his arms. I spun around in his arms and wrapped my hands around his neck, kissing him deeply. Before he picked me up and placed me down on the bed. "I love you, so god damn much." I laughed as he showered my neck with kisses. "I love you too." I smiled, pulling his lips back up to mine, tugging on the bottom of his shirt, which he swiftly removed in one motion. He quickly pulled my shirt over my head running his hands down my sides.
There was a loud knock at the door followed by a, "mi sour, it's time to depart!" I thick french accent spoke on the other side of the door. "Fuck." Spencer exclaimed pulling his shirt over his head as I wrapped the sheets around myself. Spencer hoped off the bed reveling a very short man, with dark hair and a small mustache. "Hey, we were about to leave." Spencer smiled catching his breathe. "Fantastic, enjoy your trip!" He winked at Spencer before walking off the boat deck. "Where were we?" Spencer smiled pulling off his shirt once more jumping onto the bed beside me. "I think we should get on our way." I winked at him, digging through my suit case for my bathing suit. "Fineeeee" he groaned, "I'll go get the boat going." He sighed sarcastically, exiting the cramped room.