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Continued from here.
Wesley didn't want Buffy to get off from on top of him once they both had finally settled from their shag, but the condom had to be dealt with, so he reluctantly released her. She could have easily broken his hold, he knew, and the fact that she didn't spoke volumes.
Soon, they were actually cuddled together, with Buffy resting her head against his chest. It was unbelievably intimate...almost like they had been doing this for months, not like they had run into each other and decided to have a one-night stand. And as she spoke, he was finding himself rather hoping that this wasn't just a one-night thing.
But then he remembered that he didn't actually know what Buffy had planned. Did she even want to stay in Los Angeles? Would she even...
She wanted to stay in L.A.? With him? He felt his jaw drop slightly as she asked whether they could work together, like he had with Angel. He couldn't believe it.
"I...Buffy, I...I don't want you to leave either, actually. If you want to stay, I'd...like that very much," he told her softly. "As for a business..."
Could they worked together? Their last attempt had been rather a mess although there had been quite a few extenuating circumstances, including an interfering Chairman named Travers and that rather sizeable stick he had up his own arse. Perhaps, this was their second chance. The chance for him to prove that he wasn't the same man she had happened and that given the right circumstances, they could work together.
"We can try if you'd like. It's not always easy, though. I mean, I know that it's never easy, no matter what, but there have been times where we've had no clients for weeks, so money might not be as easy to come by as one might hope," he told her. "But if you want to..."
He paused and gave her a smile.
"Let's give it a go."
Wesley didn't want Buffy to get off from on top of him once they both had finally settled from their shag, but the condom had to be dealt with, so he reluctantly released her. She could have easily broken his hold, he knew, and the fact that she didn't spoke volumes.
Soon, they were actually cuddled together, with Buffy resting her head against his chest. It was unbelievably intimate...almost like they had been doing this for months, not like they had run into each other and decided to have a one-night stand. And as she spoke, he was finding himself rather hoping that this wasn't just a one-night thing.
But then he remembered that he didn't actually know what Buffy had planned. Did she even want to stay in Los Angeles? Would she even...
She wanted to stay in L.A.? With him? He felt his jaw drop slightly as she asked whether they could work together, like he had with Angel. He couldn't believe it.
"I...Buffy, I...I don't want you to leave either, actually. If you want to stay, I'd...like that very much," he told her softly. "As for a business..."
Could they worked together? Their last attempt had been rather a mess although there had been quite a few extenuating circumstances, including an interfering Chairman named Travers and that rather sizeable stick he had up his own arse. Perhaps, this was their second chance. The chance for him to prove that he wasn't the same man she had happened and that given the right circumstances, they could work together.
"We can try if you'd like. It's not always easy, though. I mean, I know that it's never easy, no matter what, but there have been times where we've had no clients for weeks, so money might not be as easy to come by as one might hope," he told her. "But if you want to..."
He paused and gave her a smile.
"Let's give it a go."