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Chapter 80

"Oh honey, you better watch your back."

Hanna's words were on repeat in my brain for the last two hours waiting on Toby.

A knock on the door snapped me back into reality.

I opened the front door and there stood my blue eyed boyfriend that I'd been waiting on all day.

"Hey." He sighed.

"Hey." I replied with my eyes glued to my shoes.

"So are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

"Umm...that can wait."

"Why?"

"Well, first can we not stand out in the hallway people could be listening?"

"Ah, sure." He said as I pulled him inside.

"There's a box in the top drawer of my dresser in the bedroom. Could you get it please?" I asked as I walked into the bathroom.

"Yeah." He said shyly.

He opened the drawer and jumped back.

"I take it I wasn't supposed to see those." He whispered to himself.

He placed one hand over his eyes and used the other to search throughout the drawer filled with Spencer's undergarments for this box she was looking for.

"Spencer!"

"Yeah?"

"Why am I looking through your pantie drawer?"

"Cause that's where I hide stuff. Can you not find it?"

"No." He stepped back.

I walked into the room and pulled a Nike shoe box out of the drawer.

"How hard was it to find?"

"Shut up."

I opened the box full of Toby's shirts and slipped my shirt off my head.

"Ah, so now I know exactly where they've disappeared to."

"Oh, hush." I pulled out the long sleeved blue t-shirt that I stole from Toby awhile back.

"I'll admit. Some of my Hastings outfits are uncomfortable okay."

He smirked at the fact that he was right.

"So what did you want to tell me?" He asked changing the subject.

"I need caffeine." I walked into the kitchen and turned on the coffee pot when Toby pulled down the shoulder of mine well his shirt. Small kisses were placed along my shoulder and up my neck.

I giggled because I was ticklish in that spot.

"Are you really settling in waiting forever on telling me?"

I tilted my head to the side.

"Kinda."

I jumped up with my legs around his waist.

"Hold on a second." He cleared off the counter top knocking it onto the floor and sat me on top.

I pulled his shirt over his head and threw the gray t-shirt in the corner of the room. Toby buried his head in the crook of my neck as I raked my fingers through his hair.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

He brought his face back to mine and handed me my shirt. He slipped his over his head then picked me up with my legs locked around his waist and sat down on the couch.

"Hanna and I got into another fight."

"Was it physical?"

"What? No."

"Damn."

"Toby!"

"Sorry, us guys find that stuff attractive. Anyway, continue."

"So, she said people have been calling me names behind my back and she said I quote;
"Oh honey, you better watch your back."

"Dang, cat fights are dangerous."

I gave him the 'really' look and he shrugged.

She said you and Aria knew all about it.

"Sure I've heard rumors but I assumed you'd heard them too."

"I haven't! Why didn't you tell me?"

"I just told you, because I thought you knew."

"This is so frustrating!"

"Tell me about it." He stood up and started pacing.

"Could you stop pacing."

"Why? Am I making you nervous?" He smirked.

"No it's just last time you did that the neighbors filed a complaint."

"Oh." He said and sat back down.

"All the names she said. They really hurt."

Toby laid down on the couch and sat
me on top of him.

"How 'bout I help you take your mind off it."

"And how would you do that?"

"Hmmm... uno momento." He slid out from underneath me and walked into the kitchen.

"I thought our thing was French not Spanish."

"Oh well, just hold on one second."

He came back in with a single daisy and got down on one knee.

"Would you Spencer Hastings do me the honor of accompanying me to dinner tonight?"

"Did you steal that from the flower vase in the kitchen?" I raised one eyebrow.

"Maybe." He smirked.

"Of course I will." I laughed.