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Chapter 15
Joyce was pleased to witness Buffy and William walking back to the house hand in hand. They both had smiles on their faces, brilliant enough to blind the sun itself. It was definitely encouraging. She’d been waiting a long time for Buffy to realize what she’d felt for William, and she’d waited a long time for William to push Buffy for more.

“Hey mom,” Buffy greeted her as she entered the kitchen
with William. “Where were you?”


Joyce smiled innocently, “I went to the garden stand on the
corner to get some new flowers to plant. Wasn’t William a
nice surprise this morning?”

Buffy rolled her eyes. “You’re about as subtle as a truck, Ma.”

Joyce grinned. “So are you two all better now?”

William smiled at Buffy, “For now anyway.”

Buffy laughed, “Yep, for now. As Scarlet O’ Hara used to
say ‘After all, tomorrow is another day’.”



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Spike’s good mood was laid to rest when Riley called later that day at the apartment, disturbing their peace. He was hoping to bring up the subject of their kiss. Something they hadn’t gotten around to discussing. Baby steps, right?
And now, Finn. Again. Like a hemorrhoid that just wouldn’t go away. In actuality he’d only been back in Buffy’s life for all of two days but it was an inconvenience of the worst kind – Finn was hording in on Spike’s girl!

He handed the phone to Buffy in barely concealed anger,
letting her know by the look on his face to get rid of him and
soon.

Buffy gave him a patented ‘I dare you to tell me what to do’
look and took the phone into her room.

Spike followed close behind. He wanted to know what the
wanker was going to say, insinuate, and try.

Buffy pushed him out of her room with an angry look and
shut the door on his face.

Spike growled at the closed door and started to pace. He had
to tell her how he felt. That was it. He had to do it. Thing was,
even with this new found confidence he was discovering;
the idea scared the shit out of him. He stopped and pondered
the close door, recalling the image of the look on Buffy’s face
after he’d kissed her. And when they’d been talking and he’d
brought her in his arms . . . desire. He’d seen desire and –
dare he name it—love? Of course there was the way she
reacted whenever Dru’s name was spoken – angry
outbursts that could only mean one thing: Jealousy. She’d
pretty much admitted it, but maybe it went deeper than just
simple jealousy over him making a new friend. It could be
something more.

Right?

So, instead of telling her, maybe he could show her.



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“So you guys worked it all out then?” Riley asked.

“Yep, we’re all good now,” Buffy said brightly. “Thank you
for putting up with me last night.”

“What are friends for? I figured something had to have
happened when I didn’t hear from you this morning. Buffy . . .
Did you tell him how you felt?”

“Uh—what do you mean? How I felt about his change? Yes.”

“No, Buffy, did you tell him you’re in love with him?”

“No! Why would I do that?”

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe because you are?”

Buffy chewed her lip, belying the fact that her heart was
racing. “I should go Riley. Will’s waiting for me. Roommate
bonding and all that.”

“What are you afraid of Buffy?”

“Heights and needles.”

“You know what I mean.”

“I have to go Riley,” she persisted.

“All right, all right, all right. I get the point. Listen do you want
to hang out tomorrow night? I’m throwing a welcome home
party for myself—pretty conceited right?”

She laughed, “Little bit, but it works. What time?”

“Eight. And bring Will and Willow. I’d like to see them.”

Buffy smiled, “Okay, I’ll do that. Thanks again Riley.”

Disconnecting their call, Buffy stood and stared at the door.
What the hell was she afraid of? Why did that word fill her
with dread? Wasn’t she supposed to be so thrilled to be in
love she’d think nothing of wearing an I heart William
sandwich board and ringing a bell for the world to know?
Maybe because things felt so uncertain still right now. Maybe
because he was still finding his way and she was starting to
think she needed to do the same. Speaking of she needed to
find out when she could meet with her old advisor so she
could discuss the option of law school. Now that she’d made
the decision that she wanted more for herself, she figured
she take a cue from William. No time like the present to start
making those changes. And, she was doing it on her own.



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What the bleeding hell was taking so long? How could she
possibly be talking to Finn for this damn long?

When her door finally burst open, Spike was ready to
pounce. He eyed her as she came strolling out of the room as
if she hadn’t a care in the world.

She smiled brightly. “Hey, guess what I just did?”

“What?”

“What’s wrong with you?”

“You been talking to Finn all this time?” he demanded.

Buffy rolled her eyes. “No, and you really need to get over all
that. He’s changed a lot. He’s not the same guy that pushed
you in lockers. He’s grown up, just like the rest of us.”

His eyes narrowed, “Then who were you talking to?”

“School. I’m going back,” she said beaming.

“What?” his jaw dropped.

“Well, I still have forms to fill out and I am going to work still,
but I’m going to night school. I’m going to go full steam ahead
and work my way to law school.”

Spike whooped and brought her into his arms, “I’m so proud
of you!”

She giggled, “Thank you.”

“Let’s celebrate, what do you want to do?”

“Well . . . “

“Uh-oh. . .nothing good can come when you start with that.”

“Oh hush up,” she swatted his chest, “Riley’s invited us to a party he’s having tomorrow night. He invited you and Willow
too. Come with me? It’ll be fun, I promise . . . “

Spike clenched his jaw. “Buffy. . .”

“Please?”

He sighed. Then staring at her, he grinned inwardly. Leaning in, he brushed her lips with his own, planting a kiss loaded with intent on them. Then abruptly he let her go and started for his room.

“Sure, I’ll go,” he called over his shoulder and had to fight the urge to go back to her after seeing the stunned and lusty expression on her face. Yep, he was going to make her want him. Badly.





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