Chapter Thirty
Buffy had a huge smile on her face as she entered her apartment. It was Halloween and she and William were heading to Freestyler with the gang for a party. She’d just purchased everything she needed for her costume and she couldn’t help but giggle in anticipation every time she thought of the look on William’s face when he saw her all done up. With the fangs and the fake blood, she’d be every bit the vampire. Something about the irony of it just delighted her.
Her cell phone rang and she dumped her bags on the kitchen counter so she could answer it. “Hey Will,” she greeted happily after checking the caller ID.
“’Evening, pet.” His sultry voice still sent shivers down her spine and she closed her eyes to savour the sensation. “I have good news and bad news.”
“Okay.” Buffy decided quickly. “Good news first.”
“I got a call from the publisher. Not only do they want to publish the book, they want to do a three-book deal with an option on more.”
Buffy squealed so loudly she was worried she might have burst his eardrum. “Oh my God, Will. That’s so fantastic.”
“I know. I couldn’t believe it.”
When she’d finally started to calm down, she remembered there was more. “So what’s the bad news?”
“I’m caught up getting the last of my costume so I’m going to be running a little late.”
“What’s the problem?” she asked in what she hoped was an off-hand manner.
“Oh no you don’t,” he laughed in her ear. “Stop fishing for information. I’m not telling you anything.”
“But Will…” she prodded.
“But nothing. You’ll see my costume when I get to the club.”
That was enough to make her change topic. “I thought you were coming here.”
“That’s the bad news. I was wondering if you could catch a ride with Rachel and Zac, and I’ll meet you there?”
Buffy shrugged, despite the fact that he couldn’t see her. “I guess. How late do you think you’ll be?”
“I’ll get there as soon as I can, kitten. I want to celebrate our imminent success.”
Buffy smiled excitedly as she said goodbye and hung up the phone. She quickly called Rachel to make arrangements to go to the club with her. Then, gathering her shopping bags, Buffy headed for the bedroom with a happy spring in her step. William’s gonna lose it when he sees me tonight.
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Two hours later Buffy came off the dance floor, exhilarated from her exertions. She was having the time of her life, and was more than a little tipsy, but was wishing William was there to share it with her. Heading out the front door, where it was relatively quiet, she pulled her phone from her pocket to give him a quick call. She was just finding William’s number in her contact list when she heard heavy footsteps approaching.
“Hello cutie.”
Looking up, her breath caught and her heart began to slam inside her chest. Standing in front of her, in all his glory, was Spike. Right down to the red shirt and the leather duster. Her insides ached simply at the site of him.
Swallowing heavily, Buffy whispered, “Spike? Is it really you?”
He moved to stand behind her and leaned down to purr into her ear. “Were you expecting someone else, slayer?”
At his words, Buffy’s eyes slid closed and her head dropped back onto his shoulder. Then, just as suddenly, she pulled away. Warding him off with one hand she looked down at the phone and chose a number from the list, quickly pressing ‘send’. He began to circle her quietly and she had to keep turning to keep him in her sights. His gaze wandered lustfully over her body and she almost cried with the need to touch him. Every part of him was perfection. Like he’d just stepped out of her dreams.
The phone at the other end picked up. “Hello?”
“Mom?” Her voice was barely about a whisper.
“Buffy? If everything alright?”
“Ahhh...I don’t know. Spike’s here.” At her words she saw a salacious grin appear on his face and he winked at her. She bit back a moan at the sight.
In her ear, she heard a small chuckle. “Don’t worry, honey. You’re not seeing things. Just remember it’s Halloween. Okay?”
With a relieved sign, Buffy answered, “Okay. I’ll do that.”
“Have fun.”
“Oh I will,” she replied, then blushed when she remembered she was talking to her mother.
Sliding her phone back into her pocket with quick, sharp movements, Buffy raised an eyebrow at him, planting an irritated expression on her face. “What are you doing here, Spike? I thought I told you to get out of my town.”
“Come on, slayer,” he whined, though he was obviously enjoying himself. “Give a guy a break. Don’t you know it’s Halloween?”
“Yeah, Halloween,” she argued. “It’s the one night of the year I get to relax and have a good time.”
Seeing his opportunity, Spike slid his hands over her hips, tugging her closer. “I could show you a good time, love.”
She fought the smile that was trying to bubble its way to the surface. “Spike, you’re a pig.”
“Oink, oink, baby.”
That did it. She couldn’t hold her laughter in any longer and she threw her arms around him in delight. “Will, you look fantastic. I love it.”
“Uh-huh,” he corrected her. “No Will tonight. Tonight, Spike wants to play with his slayer.”
Chuckling at his newfound enthusiasm for vamp-slayer fun, courtesy of one raucous bout of sex on the coffee table, Buffy pulled out her fake vampire teeth and tossed them in a near-by trashcan.
“It could be dangerous,” she told him with a sexy smirk as she began to back him up into an alleyway beside the club. “Someone could get hurt.”
Spike curled his tongue up behind his teeth and winked at her. “Promise?”
In a surprise attack, Buffy pushed him hard against a brick wall just inside the entrance to the alley. “I could just stake you now.”
He grinned at her knowingly. “You could…but you won’t.”
“How can you be so sure?”
Moving swiftly, Spike grasped her wrists and turned them so that Buffy was the one with her back to the wall. Taking both of her wrists with one hand, he held them high above her head, allowing the other to slide with aching slowness down the curves of her body. “Because no one gets you hot the way I do. No one can make you come as hard.” He pinched her nipple through the softness of her shirt. “Or hurt as sweetly.”
Breathing hard, Buffy tried not to react to his touch. After all, she was the slayer, and the slayer never gave up easily. “That’s not true,” she gasped, but it sounded weak, even to her own ears.
He laughed low in his throat. “You can’t fool me, slayer.” Pressing the length of his body against hers, he whispered in her ear once again, “I can smell your need.” Then his head dropped to the curve of flesh where her neck and shoulder met and bit down hard.
It was painful. Somewhere in the back of her mind that registered, but her rioting senses didn’t care. She felt like every pleasure point in her body had just been set alight. And she burned.
“Maybe we should just skip the party,” she suggested breathlessly, already picturing the sight they would make as he pounded into her against a wall in his apartment – still wearing the leather coat.
He chuckled evilly. “Oh no,” he drawled huskily. “Tonight I’m going to seduce the slayer, and I want to make the most of it.”
Quirking an eye at him, Buffy pulled him out of the alleyway. “We’ll just see who ends up seducing whom,” she said cheekily. Their hands entwined as, together, they disappeared into the darkness of the club.
THE END
A/N: Thank you again for reading Even in the Real World. I wanted to let you all know that I'll be taking a break from writing Spuffy for a while. My dream is to one day be an actual published writer and, unfortunately, that won't happen if I stick to the safe, comforting world of Spuffy. So, I'm off to write an original book. Actually the heroine is none other than my very own Rachel. I hope that you'll all be able to read it some day. I'll still be hanging around to read though and I've still got about half a dozen unfinished Spuffy stories on my computer so I'll be back eventually. Best wishes, flibble.
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Here it is! The very last chapter. I'm very sorry that it took long for me to post it but I didn't want to be disqualified from the Best WIP award I'd been nominated for. Of course, I didn't win so it didn't matter in the long run. But oh well.
Thank you so much to my readers and reviewers. Your support has meant everything to me and without it this story never would have been completed. I'm in your debt. I hope you enjoy the ending.
Thank you so much to my readers and reviewers. Your support has meant everything to me and without it this story never would have been completed. I'm in your debt. I hope you enjoy the ending.