Spencer’s POV

I couldn’t bare to watch Ashley looking so miserable anymore. She looked like someone just kicked her puppy. Her mother totally blew her off without even a second thought. No hugs or I miss you’s, just an are you behaving and left. Mrs. Davies, I guess that’s her last name too, was talking to my mom about something, which seemed to piss my mom off.

However, being the super great girlfriend that I am, I have pulled Ashley away to have our own picnic at our spot. She’s carrying a couple of cheeseburgers and two bottles of water while I have two bowls of potato salad and a blanket.

The resentment and hurt on her face has been replaced with happiness and contentment now.

Once we reach our spot under the oak tree, we place our food down and spread out the blanket before placing our stuff on top of it. This time instead of sitting across from each other, Ashley takes a seat in-between my legs wanting to be wrapped up in my arms.

Resting my head on her shoulder "would you like me to feed you?" I ask as I hold a bowl of potato salad.

Paula’s POV

"No Mr. Dennison" with that I walk away to find someone else to talk to. That man actually had the gall to flirt with me in front of his wife. Well at least I know I still have it.

I spot Kyla with her parents, so I make my way over towards them for a chat.

"How is everybody doing today?" making myself sound as cheery as possible.

Mrs. Woods answers. "Well it’s just lovely. I’ve never been much for outside stuff myself. I would really…" She never stops. I wonder if there is a mute button somewhere. From the look on the faces of her husband and daughter, I’ll say they’ve tried to find one before. "I’ve always wanted to ride a horse, and I…" Does she ever stop? I wonder how she breathes. Giving up, I rest my head on my hands and continue to listen to the long-winded woman. "Have you ever…" I interrupt her not being able to take anymore.