_{leftoverfear.}

_{❝   does it ever not?   ❞      she taunts,     smile spreading across her lips as she hums softly.     brows raise,    hands pulling off spencer’s body entirely as she holds them up in front of her.       ❝    i don’t think i can work with that,   ❞      she insists,     rolling off of her and resting on her side,    body posing in a way that brooke hopes spencer will look.      ❝   then i’m afraid i’ll just have to keep my hands off,    ❞      she challenges,    head tilting to the side slightly.     ❝   and that’s really a shame.   ❞       but all she really wants is for spencer to show how much she wants her,     to validate her in knowing that this isn’t entirely one sided    (    she knows it’s not,    she just always wants to hear it.   )}

_{❛     that’s because you’re the only person who holds any remote power over me.    ❜      it was true   ,  for the most part.   not counting alison or even her parents    ——–     ,   of whom acted as though they owned spencer.   but the undressed blonde before her was the only person she considered of higher standards.   a brow raised   ,   almost amusedly before following suit and sliding in closer to her side so that there was no space between them.    ❛     and   ,       ❜       she adds    ,    deep voice dripping with charm.   expression one full of flirtation and mischief    ,   hazel orbs practically gleaming.   fingers began playing with blonde locks in efforts to make her turn around.     ❛    you’re also the only one who i trust enough to take control of everything.    ❜}