Any minute now it was going to end. He was going to wake up on a cold stone slab next to the wrong blonde and curse his subconscious for this latest experiment in cruel and unusual punishment. This had to be a dream; there was no sodding way anything tonight actually happened.
Buffy would never let him in. Except she had, and so he reckoned he
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I loved the way they kept touching each other. All those touches were so delicate and full of meaning and emotions. *happy sigh*
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I will be away for a few days but count on me to come back for the next chapters. :)
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Glad you liked. I hope to have an update for you when you get back!
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