Title: Blue Eyed Devil
Author: Pattyanne
snapkik@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: None of the BtVS
characters belong to me.
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Rating: Will vary, up to NC-17.
Summary: AU. Spike Devlin is the
lead singer for the band "Blue Eyed
Devil." Buffy Summers is a local
preschool teacher. They meet, she
runs, he chases....
Part 10.....
"Let's bring it down a little, okay? How about some-
thing soft and sexy?"
The applause was enormous, and went on for some
time.
Devlin grinned. "God, I love this crowd."
The bass player nodded. "They're something special,
all right."
The band's lead singer turned and looked straight
at Buffy. "Very special," he said softly.
"Well just look at that girl
With the lights coming up in her eyes
She's got to be somebody's baby
She must be somebody's baby.."
Her cheeks turned pink, but she kept her eyes
on him.
"All the guys on the corner
Stand back and let her walk on by
She's got to be somebody's baby
She must be somebody's baby
She's so fine..."
Actually, she was nobody's baby...not yet.
"She's probably somebody's only light
Gonna shine tonight
Yeah, she's probably somebody's baby, all right."
He smiled and winked at her. She reached for
her glass and drank the rest of the wine.
"I heard her talking with her friend
When she thought nobody else was around
She said she's got to be somebody's baby
She must be somebody's's baby."
A waiter appeared at her table, and she ordered
another glass of Chardonnay.
"Cause when the cars and the signs
And the street lights light up the town
She's got to be somebody's baby
She must be somebody's's baby
She's got to be somebody's baby
She's so fine."
The room began to feel somewhat hot.
"She's gonna be somebody's only light
Gonna shine tonight
Yeah, she's gonna be somebody's baby tonight."
A new glass of wine was placed in front of her.
"I try to shut my eyes, but I can't
Get her out of my sight
I know I'm gonna know her
But I gotta get her over her fright."
Once again, the waiter left without requesting
payment.
"Well, I'm just gonna walk up to her
I'm gonna talk to her tonight."
The unaccustomed alcohol was starting to make
itself known, giving her a warmish glow all over.
"Yeah, she's gonna be somebody's only light
Gonna shine tonight
Oh, yeah..she's gonna be somebody's baby tonight."
Lacing her fingers together, she threw all of
her caution away and gave him the most dazzling
smile she had as she met his gaze.
"Gonna shine tonight, make her mine tonight."
He stared at her, a slow smile forming on his
sensuous mouth.
"Mm-hmm...she's gonna be somebody's baby tonight."
This time, she managed to control her blush.
Barely.....
****************************************************
Thirty minutes later, the band took a break.
Three of them jumped down and headed straight
for the bar.
One of them headed straight for her.
"You came," Devlin said, leaning on the
table.
Buffy shrugged and finished her fourth glass of
wine. "I told you that I would."
"Well, that's true." He gave her a speculative
look. "Did you have some dinner tonight before you
came here?" he asked.
She had to think for a moment. "I...yes. Yes, I did,"
she nodded. "Why?"
"Nothing, luv," he replied. "It's just that you've been
drinking, but I haven't seen you order anything to eat."
"I wasn't hungry. I ate before I left my house."
The band was heading back to the stage for their
next set. Devlin stayed where he was.
"Umm...I think they're gonna start without you,"
Buffy pointed out.
"They can't start without me," he said. "It's my
band." Leaning a little closer, he lowered his
voice. "I want to kiss you so badly I can hardly
stand it."
Buffy's heart lurched in her chest. She had no idea
how to answer such a provocative statement.
The bass player twanged a discordant note, and
Devlin looked slightly irritated.
"Shit," he swore softly. "I have to get back up there."
"Okay," Buffy said agreeably.
"Listen...I'm gonna drive you home tonight, luv."
No, no, no....bad idea.
"But my car is here," she protested.
"I'll drive you home in it. I have someone who'll
come and pick me up." He started to return
to the stage, then turned back to her. "Do
NOT try and leave without me. Got it?"
Buffy had to smile at her reference to what she
had done the night they'd met. "Got it."
Devlin returned her smile. "That's my girl," he
murmured.
** Your girl? **
***********************************************
"Okay...this is the last one. We need..."
The air was peppered with cries of "No!"
"Oh, come on," Devlin laughed. "We're beat. Just
look at us....you've worn us out...and I have plans
for the rest of the night!"
Buffy had one elbow on the table, holding her
chin in the cupped palm of her hand, resting her
slightly fuzzy head. His announcement snapped
her back to full alert.
Plans? He had plans? He had plans for....THE
REST OF THE NIGHT?!
Instinct told her to run and not stop until she got
home. If he had plans with some girl, she didn't
particularly want to know about it.
Buffy was surprised at how unpalatable the thought
really was. She would have to start getting her
defense mechanisms up and running again. No way
would she allow these feelings to show.
Sighing deeply, she listened to him sing for what
she was determined would be the very last time.
"Friday night I crashed your party
Saturday I said I'm sorry
Sunday came and trashed me out again."
The song was fast paced and loud. Not what she
would have chosen to hear for her final time.
"I was only having fun
Wasn't hurting anyone
And we all enjoyed the weekend
For a change."
He couldn't have sang something soft and sweet,
something just for....
"I've been stranded in the combat zone
I walked through Bedford-Stuy alone
Even rode my motorcycle in the rain
And you told me not to drive
But I made it home alive
And you said that only proves
That I'm insane."
Buffy couldn't take her eyes off him....again. He
was sweaty and smiling, obviously having a wonder-
ful time.
He suddenly pointed at her, and sang...
"You may be right,
I may be crazy
But it just might be a lunatic
You're looking for
Turn out the light
Don't try to save me
You may be wrong for all I know
But you may be right."
What the hell was he doing? Buffy turned around
and looked to see if he was perhaps pointing at
someone behind her.
"Remember how I found you there
Alone in your electric chair
I told you dirty jokes until you smiled."
The only people behind her were definitely already
paired into couples. There were no single girls to be
seen.
Confused, she looked back and found his eyes
on her.
"You were lonely for a man
I said take me as I am
'Cause you might enjoy some madness
For a while.
Now think of all the years you tried
To find someone to satisfy you
I might be as crazy as you say.."
Out of the blue sky, she remembered him
telling her he would drive her home, and have
someone pick him up. His "plans for the rest of
the night" girl, no doubt.
"If I'm crazy, then it's true
That it's all because of you
And you wouldn't want me any other way."
Well, she was completely sober now, so there
was no reason for him to delay his stupid plans.
"You may be right
I may be crazy
But it just might be a lunatic
You're looking for
It's too late to fight
It's too late to change me
You may be wrong, for all I know
But you may be right."
The song ended, and the audience clamored
for more.
But Devlin just smiled as he unclipped his guitar
strap.
"Gotta save something for next time," he
said. "You've been great, though. G'night."
Everyone in the place got to their feet and rattled
the silverware with their applause. It went on and on,
but there were no more encores forthcoming.
The band left the stage, and someone killed the spot-
lights. Buffy waited for a break in the crowd as they
all headed for the exits.
"Did you like the music, luv?"
Spike Devlin hadn't followed his band mates offstage
into the rear of the club. He had jumped down from
the stage again, and headed straight for Buffy,
stopping only to thank anyone who praised the band.
"Listen, honey," he added, shaking his damp curls
back from his face, "I smell like a wet pony right now.
Would you mind waiting while I grab a quick shower?"
Buffy's lips parted slightly in surprise. "Wh..what?"
Devlin grinned. "I want to take you out for something
to eat, but if I get in a car with you like this...you'll
find it pretty offensive."
She looked at him. Ohhhhh....plans. He'd meant plans
with her.
Before she could say anything, he reached for her
hand and brought it to his lips. "Promise I'll be quick,
luv," he said softly. "Wait for me?"
"Yes," Buffy nodded, feeling ridiculously happy. "I'll
wait."
TBC....
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