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Title: No Turning Back
Author: Pattyanne
snapkik@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Not mine
Summary: One more rewrite of
Harsh Light of Day.
Feedback: Yes, please.



Epilogue....


They made love all afternoon, until Buffy was
too exhausted to respond to her insatiable
lover and fell asleep.

When she woke up, he was still there beside
her, watching her.

**Okay, he gets SO many bonus points for this**

She smiled. "What are YOU looking at?"

"My girl," he said firmly, grinning back at her in
a cocky, self-satisfied way.

"Is that so?"

"Uh-huh," he nodded slowly.

"Pretty sure of yourself, aren't you?"

He shrugged, tracing the features of her face with
his finger tip. "Baby...I've been making love to you all
day long. Now, if THAT doesn't make you my girl, then
nothing will."

She stretched like a cream filled kitten. Her arms
slid beneath the pillow and she was surprised when
her fingers encountered a scrap of satin.

Curious, she pulled the material from underneath
the pillow and stared at it.

Her eyes narrowed as she waved a slutty looking
red satin and lace nightgown in front of his nose.

"Not yours, I presume." Her voice was heavy with
sarcasm.

"Uh, no," Spike replied, grabbing the gown away from
her and tossing it across the room. He tried to kiss
her, but Buffy wasn't having it.

"Not so fast," She placed her hands on his chest
and held him off. "Just who is the owner of that
tacky looking thing?"

He opened his mouth to speak, but she cut him off
before he could say a word.

"Don't tell me...Harmony. You're shacking up with
Harmony." It wasn't a question.

Spike had the grace to look embarrassed, and she
knew she'd been right. Shaking her head in disgust,
she felt a wave of jealousy wash over her.

"Okay, Harmony has to go," she said, her tone of
voice telling him that she wasn't kidding.

"Agreed," he answered promptly.

"Because if you think that I'm going to share you
with that half-wit, then you're not right in the head,"
she added.

Spike's eyes widened briefly at the possessive note
in her voice, and he pounced on her, wrapping his
fingers in her hair to keep her where he wanted her.

"You should know too," he said, "that I won't be
sharing you with anyone, either."

"I figured that," she replied.

"I mean it, Buffy." His voice was soft, but very
serious. "I swear I will never lay a hand on you in
anger, or hurt you in any way. Do you believe me?"

Looking into his eyes, she did...and she nodded. "I
believe you."

Spike smiled. "Good. Because I mean it...I will never
hurt YOU. But," he added, "you'll see violence like
you've never seen before if I see Parker anywhere near
you."

His voice remained quiet and controlled, but she knew
he meant every word he said.

"Look..I don't want anything to do with Parker ever
again," she said. "But you can't kill him if he talks to
me."

"Watch me."

Buffy decided not to pursue the discussion any
further. He was feeling protective and possessive,
and wouldn't...or couldn't...be reasonable about it.

She rubbed her hands up and down the muscles
of his upper arms, digging her nails in lightly.

"Sooo...you pack up Harmony's designer originals
and hang a sign on the door saying you've moved
and left no forwarding address, okay?"

"Consider it done," he said, smiling. "Now let's stop
talking, because if I don't kiss you soon I won't be
responsible for what happens."

"Then kiss me," she whispered, drawing him down
to her. "And don't stop for a long time."

"Anything for you, sweetheart. Anything you want."

The moment before his lips met hers, she thought of
one more thing she wanted to say.

"By the way...don't lose that ring."



The End.





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