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“Don’t answer it.” Spike told her in desperation as he rained showers of kisses upon her neck.


“Could be mom.” She told him breathily.


“You said… she wouldn’t be back until next week.” He managed to say between pants.


His hand came to fondle one of her breasts again, making her moan in ecstasy.


“Maybe…she changed… her mind.” Her hands, which seemed to move on their own accord, settled on his abs, caressing and playfully scratching his hard toned lines.


The groan that came from his mouth was the sexiest sound she’d ever heard. She wanted to hear it again.



“If that was your mom, wouldn’t she be using her own key?” He managed to reason out of his fogged mind.



“You’re right.”


“So let’s just ignore it.” He coaxed her, kissing her earlobe. “Hopefully whoever it is will just leave.”



“No…We shouldn’t …even be doing this. We can’t… We have to stop.“ Buffy told him weakly. If only her mind was coordinating with the rest of her body.



“Buffy please…”He pleaded desperately. ”I don’t think I can stop. I’ve never been this ha- Oh Fuck!” He cursed when he felt her fingers enclosed him flesh to flesh. He moaned loudly and his eyes rolled up in their sockets as she began to thrust her hand down his length in an excruciatingly slow pace.



She watched him in amazement as a womanly pride surged through her. In all those years that they’ve spent together as friends, she never once thought that she could ever have such power to make him moan helplessly and writhe with need.



“Damn!” She cried out in frustration as the annoying doorbell went again. “I really have to get it.”


“Double that for me.” He said in strangled voice. As he watched her withdraw her hand from his cock, He looked like a starved man being denied of his meal. “You are going to be the death of me, Summers.”


“I’m sorry.” She gave him a brief kiss on the lips as she buttoned up her shirt again. “Why don’t you just go up to my bathroom and umm… do that thing that you do.”


Spike gave her a pained expression. “Bugger.”



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A few minutes later, Spike finally came out of the bathroom and went downstairs wearing an old shirt of his that he’d managed to find inside one of Buffy’s drawers. A mischievous grin formed on his lips when he realized that it was the same drawer that she’d been rummaging through earlier.


Although the desire to taunt her had been overwhelming, he completely disregarded it and reminded himself that he had plenty of time to play the game of 20 questions later. They’d just crossed the line where there was no turning back. Now that he’s in her system, there’s no way he’s going to leave the house without getting what he wants.


Buffy was waiting for him by the end of the stairs, looking at him nervously.


Spike gave out at the sight of her. “So who’s your mystery guest, pet?”


“Actually, they’re not my mystery guests.”


“Good evening, William.” A voice greeted him as he reached the bottom of the stairs.


“Grams?”


A separate figure stood up behind the reclining chair.



“And dad?” He cocked a suspicious eyebrow. “What’s going on?”



“We’re so sorry to drop in on you like this.” The old lady said as she stood-up from the couch. “We tried your house first but apparently you weren’t there, so we tried your girlfriend’s.”


Spike looked at his dad, who now seemed to be keen on making sure that every part of his eyeglasses was clean.



“Oh, we’re not…Spike is not my-“ She paused and looked at Spike awkwardly. “Actually, I need to finish that …school project we’ve been working on. Yeah, that’s what I need to um do... I’ll leave you guys alone now.”



Buffy bolted upstairs to her bedroom.



“Excuse me for a minute.” Spike told them before he ran after Buffy.



“We need to talk.”



“We do,” She agreed, her hand coming up to touch the side of his cheek.


Spike rested his head on her forehead. . “God, you feel soooo…good.” Need you so bad. He pulled her close and attacked her lips once again. He wanted the kiss to go on and on, but the lack of air soon prompted him to stop. And yeah, there’s also the fact that he has guests waiting for him downstairs. “Are you planning to leave soon and meet up with Willow?”



Buffy nodded. “But I’ll be back within an hour.”



“That’s good then.” He said, smiling from ear to ear.



“I can’t believe what just happened. It’s like there’s this whole other part of me that I could not control.” Buffy confessed.



“I know.” Spike nodded before he held both of her hands and brought it to his lips. ”Can I spend a night, pet?”



Buffy’s heart almost stopped upon hearing his words. Maybe she’d mistaken his actual intentions for nothing less than a friendly sleepover.



“Sure. I-I could sure use a company.” She said turning away to mask the look of anticipation on her face.



“No. That’s not what I meant.”



“No?” Her breath hitched in her throat.


Spike turned her around to face him. “Buffy I’m asking if… I could spend a night with you?” He repeated but this time with a low sensual tone.



She stared up at him and saw that his eyes had darkened once again. “Spike.” She started.



“Please, luv. Will you let me?” He asked anxiously.



Buffy’s heart pounded so loudly. She could swear that its erratic beating can be heard throughout the entire room.


She knew all to well that it was Spike’s own libido that has been dictating his actions all along. They were all aftereffects of having to pretend to be his fiancé for one day and nothing more. It would dangerous for her to think that he was finally falling in love her. No, she should have none of that. As far as she knows, Spike is still very much in love with Dru and…wait! Didn’t they just get back together?


“But what about Dru?”


Spike looked at her in confusion.” What about her?”


“Aren’t you guys back together?”



Spike gave her an amused grin. So that’s what the jealousy was all about. She thought I that I got back with Dru. He couldn’t resist his smirk from spreading across his lips. “You thought I got back together with Dru?”



“Didn’t you?”



“Buffy,” He chucked. “I never got back with her. What on earth made you think that I did?“


“I…I-“



“William!”, shouted Giles’ impatient voice.



“Be right there, Dad!” He replied then looked at Buffy.” I have to go downstairs. But we’ll talk later, okay?” He gave her quick kiss before he marched down the stairs.







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“What do you want, grams?” He asked.” And Dad, what are you doing here? Didn’t you just tell me you’ll be sleeping the day away since you just got back from England?”



“Well, erm…your Grandmother came by this morning looking for you. I believe she has something important to tell you.”



“Does this have anything to do with me being the only heir and all that rot? I already told Grandma. And I aslo seem to recall having a conversation with you that I don’t want to have anything to do with-“



“William, “ His father interrupted. “Can’t you at least listen to what she has to say?”



“Okay now you’re scaring me.” Spike asked worriedly.



“Come and sit with me, dear.” Glory called on to him.


Spike did what he was told.



“I know you’ve turned me down when I asked you before, but I just have to try again before I return to Paris tomorrow. “ She told him. “Look at me, William. I’m retiring very soon. I just turned 74 years old and the only family I know doesn’t even want to have anything to do with me.”



Spike noted the bitterness in her voice and felt sorry for her. “Oh grams. It’s not you. I swear. My decision has nothing to do with you. “


“William dear, we need somebody to take over what your grandfather and I have started.”



Spike looked her sincerely.” But Grams, I don’t want to disappoint you. I’m still in college. I’ve been dreaming of becoming an editor since forever. As for being co-owner of your chain of hotels, I don’t think I could ever handle something that big.”


“You’ll have Gunn and your father helping you. Also, I’m pretty sure that you’ll have friends who will be more than happy to support you. I’m not asking you to turn away from your dreams. In fact, I’m not asking you to take full ownership of my company until your graduation next year. I’m just asking you to embrace who you really are. It is your destiny, William. So I’m asking you again. Are you willing to accept what fate has in store for you? ”




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Flashback ( continuation of flashback on chapter 25)


“How long have you worked here, Mr. Gunn?” Glory asked him when he took her to his office.


Gunn carefully carried her over one of the chairs. ”My friends and family call me Gunn. Mr. Gunn was my good- for- nothing dad…Do you mind if I take a look at your foot, Mrs..”


She shook her head, wincing as Gunn lifted it up to take a closer look. “Name is Glory Connor, but you haven’t answered my question.”


“Long enough.” Was his curt answer before he added, “We need to get you to your doctor.”


“I’ll set the appointment tomorrow. What I need right now is to get what I came here for.”


“You didn’t come here all by yourself, did you?”


“I was with my chauffer. We’ve been searching for someone and we’ve been told you’re the one to talk to.”


Glory regarded the small office and it briefly reminded her of the same office she used to work for in small nightclub in Vegas. The place looked similar, if it weren’t for the pictures of smiling kids and volunteers that covered most of the walls. She felt her eyes get teary over the fact that the last time she’d seen her smiling that wide was when she was 8 years old---- when she and her husband were still not too busy to attend her piano recital.


She wondered if it was possible to see her again? Smiling at her? Glory briefly closed her eyes to erase the image of her crying her heart out the night before she’d left their home for good.


“Let me guess. You got too excited when you realized you got a good lead on this person you were looking for. They mentioned I live around the corner, so you’ve decided to leave your chauffer and just walk along the alley all by yourself.”



“Never thought there was an alley, but yeah.”



“That wasn’t very smart.”



“Yeah, my left foot couldn’t agree with you more.” Glory chuckled.



“So who is it? Who are you looking for?”



As Glory continued to let gaze wander, her eyes came upon a familiar looking face in one of the pictures on the wall. Her face brightened as she realized that she did after all came to right place. “Jenny.”



TBC



A/N: Special thanks to my awesome beta, Hotmomma MB! You rock girl!

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