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Sorry for the crappy summary, but i reallly suck at them, well enjoy! Disclaimer in full effect.
Buffy woke up and groggily looked over at the clock on her nightstand. It was already 9:30. Knowing she needed to get her day started, she crawled out of bed and stretched. It was Saturday, so she could go and do some shopping. Picking up her cell phone, she called Willow to see if she wanted to join her.

“Hello?”

“Hey Wills, what are your plans for the day?”

Willow noticed Buffy sounded like she was in a much better mood than she had been in the day before. Figuring Buffy and Spike must have solved their little living situation she replied happily, “No plans so far, you have something in mind?”

Buffy walked out of her room and nearly dropped the phone. Spike was standing in the kitchenette wearing nothing but a pair of plaid boxer shorts. If she had made any assumptions that he had a nice body, they were most definitely confirmed. His back was to her, but if his abs resembled anything to his back muscles, then he was definitely sculpted like a God.

Willow wondered if Buffy was still on the phone since she hadn’t said anything in quite some time. “Buffy are you still there?”

Willow’s voice snapped Buffy out of her gawking. “Yeah Will I’m still here.” She said almost breathlessly.

Spike heard Buffy’s voice and turned around. Giving her a lopsided grin, he greeted her. “Morning pet, I made tea if you’d like some.”

Buffy merely nodded her head and muttered out, “Uh huh.” Spike grabbed a mug from the cabinet and began to pour her tea as he called over his shoulder “There isn’t any sugar, but I think there might be milk in the fridge.” Buffy merely shook her head ‘no’ and took the offered cup.

Willow thought she heard a man’s voice in the back ground and questioned her friend. “Buffy, do you have a guy in your room?” To say Willow was shocked would be saying the very least.

Buffy suddenly remembered that she hadn’t told Willow about the little meeting at the housing office. “Yeah it’s Spike,” She said off handedly, but then realized how bad that must sound. When Willow didn’t say anything Buffy quickly began to back track. “Oh God NO, not like that. He lives here. I mean, we couldn’t get new rooms because there’s a housing shortage,” She rambled senselessly.

Spike couldn’t help the smirk that crossed his face, she was clearly trying, and very unsuccessful I might add, to explain why there was guy in her room. She was so damn cute when she was nervous.

Willow let out a sigh of relief. “Oh thank God, for a minute there I thought maybe you, well, you know.” Willow knew her friend wasn’t the type to sleep around, but she had joked from time to time about having ‘real’ college fun.

Buffy frowned. “Jeez Will, do you really think that I’m some kind of slut or something.”

Now it was Willow’s turn to back peddle. “Oh God, Buffy no, I didn’t mean it like that, it’s just I heard some guy talking in the background and you know me, imagination girl,” She explained to her best friend apologetically.

Buffy let out a chuckle. “Don’t worry about it Wills, all is forgiven, and hell, I would probably be saying the same thing.” Both girls started to laugh. Once they both sobered, Buffy got back to the reason for her call. “Anyway, the reason I called was I wanted to know if maybe you wanted to go shopping and grab some lunch this afternoon.”

Willow smiled. “Sure I’d love too, I can be at your place in like ten minutes.”

Buffy looked down at her monkey pajama pants and tank top. “Well I haven’t exactly had a shower yet, so how about we meet at the coffee shop on the corner in an hour?”

Willow looked at the clock and noticed it was almost ten. She could do run some errands and still have time to meet her friend. Cheerfully she replied. “Sure that’ll work, I can go by the book store before I meet you. So let’s say 11 o’clock then.”

Buffy smiled brightly. “Sounds good, see you then, Bye.” She ended the call and turned to a smirking Spike. Giving him a wary look she asked “What?”

Spike shrugged his shoulders. “Oh nothing, just noticed you about had a fit trying to explain why you had some hot stud in your room,” He said cockily.

Buffy let out a very unladylike snort. “Well maybe if I HAD a hot stud in my room I would have, but seeing as I don’t, there was no fit having” she retorted, totally lying through her teeth. He really needed to go put some clothes on.

Spike gave her a look that clearly said he thought she was full of shit. He had noticed the way she looked at him with nothing but his boxers on. She was lucky he even had on those, but he didn’t want to scare the poor girl.

Buffy felt a tingling between her thighs from him just standing there partially naked. Pretending to be turned off, she bit out “Do you mind putting on some clothes; some of us want to keep our eye sight.”

Spike curled his tongue and leered at her as he closed the distance between them. “What’s the matter luv, getting all hot and bothered?” He asked suggestively.

He was so close she could feel the heat radiating off of his body. Her heart began to beat violently in her chest. Avoiding his gaze, she pushed him away from her. “As if. God, ego much?”


Spike let out a full laugh. “Sorry pet, but you make it way too easy for me to get to you.”

Buffy let out an exasperated huff. “I’m going to take a shower, so stay away from the bathroom,” she warned.

Spike looked at her with false hurt. “You implying I’m gonna come in and peek on you?”

“Well I don’t really know you. For all I know you could be some pervert who gets off on looking in on people while they are showering,” She said indignantly.

Spike nodded his head and smirked. “Your right luv, you don’t know me very well. But no worries, besides, you don’t have anything I haven’t seen before.” With the last part he let his eyes wander over her suggestively. If he didn’t know any better, he would have said she was turned on by the way he was looking at her. With a satisfied smirk, he simply watched her.

Buffy felt shivers run down her spine at his visual pursuit of her body. It felt like he was undressing her with his eyes and she was now naked before him. She realized she was just standing there, breathing some what erratically. She looked up to see Spike wearing a smirk on his face and broke out of her stupor. With a huff she turned and stomped to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

For some reason, he thought the more pissed off Buffy got the more irresistible she became. Taking a ragged breath, Spike hopped onto the couch and began to flick through the channels. He was having a very hard time concentrating knowing that she was only feet away in the hot shower, completely naked. Feeling that all too familiar stirring in his boxer shorts he let out a growl. He was really gonna have to do something about this ‘big’ problem. It seemed like every damn time he turned around he was being plagued with thoughts of ‘her’.

Not wanting to embarrass himself, Spike went to his room and threw on a pair of faded blue jeans, but as soon as she was gone, he was going to have to take his own long hot shower.

Buffy finished getting ready and walked out of the bathroom. Noticing Spike had at least put on some pants she walked over to him. “Well, I’m out.”


Spike looked up from the TV at her. She was wearing a pink halter top and a tight pair if white hip hugger capri’s. He could see the out line of her thong through the thin material. With a mental groan he focused his eyes on her face and replied. “Sure thing, tell Willow hey for me.” He tried to keep his voice impassive, but it sounded slightly strained.

Buffy could hear the forced tone of his voice and frowned slightly. What was his deal? Not wanting to get into it with him, she shrugged it off and headed out the door.

As soon as the door was closed Spike snapped his eyes shut. He had to do something to get his mind off this girl. Getting off the couch, he grabbed his cell phone. Dialing the familiar number he waited impatiently. As soon as they answered he ground out “Angel, why don’t you and the guys and meet me at the rugby field? I REALLY need to get my mind off of something”



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