Chapter 17
“Come in, come in! – William led the way into the cottage.
“Its small but cosy, right this is the sitting room, over there is the bedroom, kitchen through there, and that’s the bathroom – I expect you want a shower to get rid of the sand”
“If that’s okay – I won’t use all the hot water!”
“I’ve put your cases in the bedroom, there are hangers in the wardrobe, and I’ve just used the bottom draw of the chest of draws for my stuff, the rest are for you. And in case you’re wondering, this – (he patted the back of the sofa) is a pull-out bed, and is where I’ll sleep”
Buffy smiled and thought, ‘bless him’ – and said,
“Right, I’ll go for my shower – oh um…is there-“
“I’ve put you fresh towels on the bed” William said, pre-empting her question
“Thanks, won’t be long!”
ooOOoo
Ten minutes later, Buffy appeared in the sitting room in a towelling robe and her hair in a towel turban.
“That was lovely, so refreshing!”
William smiled, he was looking out of the big picture window out to sea, sketching some small boats
“Coffee?”
“Hmm, love some!” William got up and poured her a mug-full from the coffee machine he’d bought with him.
“Can’t do without my good coffee!” Buffy unfurled the turban and rubbed her hair vigorously.
“Would you like to go for a run out in the car after dinner? – There’s a lovely little place called Leigh, got some great views, and a big coaching inn called the Plough, I’ll stick to orange juice, I promise”
Buffy smiled and said,
“Could we go tomorrow instead, I was thinking a bottle of wine and a night in?”
“Okay, great!”
“Shall I go fetch some?”
“No need, I’ve got several bottles in the fridge, and some lager, some bitter too” William said grinning
“Great, we can snuggle on the sofa, listen to some music and talk”
“That sounds just the ticket!” William said.
ooOOoo
They were both on the sofa, Buffy had her head on Williams shoulder, she had her body turned to his and he had his arm around her. A little owlishly he drained the second bottle of wine between their glasses…Buffy was talking
“ ………………So THAT holiday was an absolute disaster, no thanks to me I suppose – dad never came home after it, he went straight to grandma’s from the airport, and mom filed for divorce. It was the last proper holiday I had until now. Dad was going to pay for me to go to London for my 21st, but then he announced that he and his girlfriend were having a baby…………………………………………following year house had to have all the plumbing done………………………holidays came around again, mom had been having really bad headaches and the doctor sent her for tests, told her not to fly as the pressure could make them worse, so………………”
“………And then I opened the gallery, that was four years ago. Do you know, I almost met your mother once…” When William got no response, he looked down at her, she had her eyes closed, so he whispered
“I’m sorry pet, you must be dead beat” he dropped a small kiss on her forehead and went to sit up, Buffy opened her eyes and smiled
“Tell me”
“Another time, you’re sleepy”
“But I’m too comfy to move! – Five more minutes, please?” William smiled and settled back and she snuggled in.
“Okay then. I was five years ago, and I was at an exhibition of African Art at the Metropolitan Museum in Seattle, and a friend of mine said that an exhibition of Aborigine art was coming to LA, was I interested in seeing it? Well I obviously was, and asked where it was, and he told me the place, it happened to be your mom’s gallery”
“I remember that..............you didn’t get to see it though, no?”
“No, my father passed away quite suddenly, so I had to come to England. By the time I’d sorted his monetary affairs out and stuff, the exhibition was well gone by the time I got back”
“Mom made me do the hostessing at it. I remember being in a foul mood most of the time coz my dad had just reneged on the money for me to come to London! So it was a good job you never saw me then, I had a permanent scowl on my face!”
“You’d have still looked beautiful to me” William said. Buffy shifted her head slightly to look up at him
“You say the sweetest things” William lowered his head and rubbed her nose with his once, he whispered her name,
She felt his soft lips capture hers, tentative, light as a butterfly’s wing at first, barely touching hers. She raised her hand and threaded her fingers into his hair, pulling him down towards her
A series of quick soft open mouthed kisses teased her, before she opened her mouth and felt is tongue invade her mouth – shivery tingles ran through her body and she held onto him tightly, pulling him closer to her body. His tongue plundered her soft mouth, fought a duel with hers, causing her to make the most delicious little mewling sounds at the back of her throat.
William suddenly pulled away and tried to sit up.
“I’m sorry! – I…I shouldn’t have done that!”
Buffy sat up and said softly
“Hey, no complaints here – in fact if anything the opposite is true, why did you stop!”
William stood and ran a hand through his hair, he turned his body away from her as he’d got a hard-on like a steel bar…
“Sorry – it’s just that I don’t want you to think…I mean I didn’t ask you here to…what I’m trying to say is, I don’t want you feeling obliged that you…oh god I’m hopeless, I’m doing this all wrong!” he sat with his head in his hands. Buffy knelt and put her hands on his shoulders from behind him. She put her head next to his and said,
“Oh sweet, sweet William! I know what you’re trying to say, you don’t want me to think that just because I’m here you think you can - how shall I put it, take advantage of the situation, is that it?”
William looked at her
“You’re so beautiful and I don’t want to louse things up, I’m hopeless with women, always have been…I’ve – I’ve never had a proper girlfriend before”
Buffy gave him a squeeze and got up off the bed and came and knelt in front of him
“Well, you’ve got one now”
“You mean..”
“Yes I mean! I’d be proud to call you my boyfriend!” William smiled. Buffy wound her arms around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. They broke for air, panting. Buffy stood up and took William by the hand.
“Turn the lamp off” She said quietly. William did as he was told, and Buffy led him to the bedroom. He stopped at the door
“Are you sure about this? I mean don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing I’d love more than to – “ Buffy put a finger to his lips and whispered,
“No more talk, it’s what I want, what I think we both want, yes?” William nodded and followed her into the bedroom…………………
ooOOoo
“Stop fiddling with it!” Cordelia frowned at Angel
“But I’m hot!” Angel moaned, trying to direct the small over-head air duct to his sweating face
“So am I, but if you sit still you’ll cool down. Besides, get used to it, this is how you may have to travel for a while”
His mobile phone beeped, indicating he’d got a text message.
It read ‘Prince Arreeza wishes you to telephone him most urgently’ It made him smile, the preciseness of the message, no text-speak for his secretary.
“Oh well, in for a penny…Angel said, flipping to the menu page, stored numbers, then he clicked two down to the princes’ number.
“Your highness”
“I’ve decided to be generous, I’ll give you to the end of the week to pay me, and if you don’t………just watch your back”
The line went dead
“Cord, Cordy…Cordy did you hear that?” Angel asked turning in his seat towards her.
“Hmm? – I’m TRYING to sleep – did I hear what?”
“Arreeza – bastard making threats now coz I haven’t paid him. You think they’d find a way to record on these things, they take photos and store bits of video…I’m worried he might do something”
Cordelia closed her eyes again and lent her head against the window
“Such as?”
Angel had to be careful, he was thinking of saying ‘burning down the gallery’ but Cordelia would point out to him that the gallery was nothing to do with him, it was only a place of exhibition.
“Well I don’t know! Have me shot or something”
Without moving or opening her eyes Cordelia said,
“For goodness sake Angel, a million dollars is a drop in the ocean to somebody like him, he’s just a bit pissed at being the butt of the jokes at the moment, he won’t have you shot – he’s not Tony Soprano!”
“Huh, I just hope your right!” Angel sat back and closed his eyes
Cordelia opened one of hers and looked at him, shook her head and went to sleep
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Teasing you still!! Never mind, next chapter....let me know what you think of this one!