With its bright light illuminating the entire room, warm sun shone in through the blinds, creating thin lines of yellow along the foot of the big, black bed. The plain blankets were in a careless pile halfway on the floor and halfway on the edge of the bed. The thin, black sheet, seeming to be the only item completely intact, was lightly resting on Spencer and Toby.

                She let out a content sigh and just stared at him, unable to hide her smile. Their legs were tangled together, hearts beating as one. Spencer couldn’t look away from Toby, who was currently still asleep, for he’d never looked more beautiful to her. With his chestnut hair falling on his forehead and going in every direction possible and that hint of a grin on his lips, he didn’t seem to have a single flaw.

                Last night was totally perfect, any girl’s dream come true. Spencer could feel her heart racing, badly trying to get back to its original, steady pace. But after her incredible night with Toby, she was wondering if her heart could ever beat the same.

                Spencer had to admit; she’d gone into the night feeling a little nervous. After all, he was her best friend for five years…but he was wonderful, in every which way. She couldn’t even remember how many times he told her she was gorgeous, she ended up losing count, and in his arms, under his adoring gaze, she believed him. Not only did he tell her she was beautiful; he made her feel beautiful.

                Maybe leaving Not Alone was the best thing that ever happened to them. Now they could simply be, without any interruptions.

                “You’re staring.” Toby’s sleepy voice took Spencer out of her thoughts. She dropped her back on their shared pillow and blinked slowly, peacefully.

                “I’m gazing.”

                “It’s creepy.”

                She let out a laugh, pretending to be insulted. “It’s romantic,” she rolled her eyes.

                Finally, Toby turned and opened one eye to glance at her. He chuckled softly, shaking his head before turning to look at the ceiling. “I’m the cheesy one,” he scoffed.

                Spencer laughed, cuddling a little closer to him. He placed her hand on his, right over his heart, where she heard the steady pulse beneath his smooth skin, though she could have sworn that it picked up a little bit the second she moved in.

                Almost subconsciously, he began to play with the ends of her hair, curling a few strands around his fingers and then letting go.

                This was, by far, the best morning of her life. “I don’t want to go home,” Spencer sighed, her foot absentmindedly running along Toby’s leg. She turned her attention to his hand that was toying with the edge of her hair, the source of all his concentration at the current moment. “Ever.”

                “Why?” Toby asked, briefly pausing, his voice full of sudden concern, although the gentleness of the moment not subsided. As if urging her to answer his question, he pressed his foot against hers until she nudged back.

                “Don’t get broody,” she laughed. “I just don’t want to move. You know, as soon as we get home, it’s not going to be just you and me anymore.”

                Toby nodded, letting so of Spencer’s hair so that he could gently stroke her arm. “You don’t want to see Emily, Alison, Aria, Hanna, and your parents?”

                She sighed. “No, I do. I just don’t want to those moments like these, you know? Particularly since Annabella said we have to convince everybody that we’ve broken up…”

                Frowning a bit, Toby nodded in understanding. Spencer let out a slow breath and turned over on her stomach, so she was gazing up at him now. “We won’t lose those moments, Spence,” he said reassuringly. “I can promise you that.”

                Spencer exhaled deeply. “Promise?”

                Toby’s eyes twinkled as he moved his other arm out from under Spencer’s waist and extended his pinky, just like they’d always done since they were kids. “Promise. Even if I have to climb into your window at four in the morning.”

                Giggling, she knotted their pinkies together and pulled him in for a breathtaking kiss.