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She leaned close.

“I know, given the chance, you’d bite me.”

He met her gaze head on but didn’t say anything; his eyes gave Buffy all the answer she needed.

With an almost triumphant glare, she turned, and walked away. Before she got three steps, Spike stepped after her and slid his arms around her waist from behind. Before she could protest, he pulled her against him and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“I know, given the chance, you’d let me.”

Her eyes widened and she froze as the truth of his statement settled in the warm night air.





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