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[broody_manpire]

I wasn't even sure how long it had been since I'd last seen her, seemed and felt like an eternity and I was being a total dork and pacing around the hotel like a crazed manpire. Small distractions seemed like they lasted for no time at all even though they consumed most of the day, for example Cordelia. She's always a handful and there's no getting

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[neverbeenfree]

I figured it's been long enough since I stopped by to see Angel. Well actually I hadn't seen him since he bailed my ass out of prison...again and that really wasn't the best time ever to start makin' with the serious talk. Especially since he was too busy glaring at me and Connor in the rearview mirror like the bad little kids we sometimes were. Shit. This was beyond fucked up. Think I got a little taste of that already

[broody_manpire]

I couldn't believe she'd actually come because part of me was still thinking the whole yacht thing was like a dream. It felt much easier than I planned on it being and maybe it was a trick. A set up. Something, but no here she was with that smirk I love.

"Surprised? No, just glad to see you. I was beginning to think that the whole conversation we had was a figment of my imagination." I smiled and sat down on the corner of my desk looking her over. Bailing her and Connor out was a little awkward but I was glad to do it, guess I shouldn't mention it.

"How have things been since the party? I didn't see any photographs in any of the magazines or anything. I was a bit relieved. Guess that's the perks of being rich, you can pay them off." I glanced away from her and at the door which I thought I heard open and then close. Maybe someone left, didn't matter.

"I'm glad you're here." I said quietly and brought my eyes back to her.

[neverbeenfree]

I raised an eyebrow when he made his little dig about being rich. Hey, I could give a shit less what showed up where but Harry was good at payin' off the press so that the pictures wouldn't end up spread all over the place. But that was bitter if I'd ever heard bitter and I knew that this wasn't gonna be an all happy conversation. Especially considering the circumstances

[broody_manpire]

I guess the charm of the yacht had worn off by the tone in her voice and her body stance. I guess I shouldn't be all everything's okay because clearly it was far from okay. I was still feeling upset about this whole marriage thing but obviously I couldn't be too upset. She was a big girl right? I was an idiot right? Check on both accounts.

"No, he's just... been laying low. Sticking close to the hotel and Darla." I said taking my eyes from her and looking at a spot on the carpet. I wondered why Cordelia hadn't seen that and bought an area rug on the spot. I was actually surprised to find Faith in the cell with him, he had failed to mention she was along with him. I couldn't just bail him out, I had to get them both out.

"I'm guessing we still have a lot to talk about." I said after a long silence and I moved to sit on the couch across from the fireplace looking up at her.