"I meant with him being an important member of the team, and Angel's right hand man, of course." "Of course," I replied back at her with a smirk on my face and an idea in my head. Seemed t'me that Miss L was actin' like a skittish kitten 'round the subject of Percy. Huh. And here I thought there might've been somethin' with her and Eve
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See, and here I was, all set t'play Cupid with him and SweetPea, only he's got his trousers in a twist still over his bloody ex. Normally, I'd say 'any bloke would be able t'tell', but I hadn't been able t'do so - until I'd felt him kissin' Miss L back and grabbin' onto her shoulders for dear life.
Now, I knew she had a thing for him, that much was obvious. Especially the way she'd been actin' not two seconds earlier and all. Thought one good kiss would get it out of her system or some such, but instead I find out that good ole Wes has a fuckin' hard on for her.
Well, now. I can't just let him go 'round kissin' Lilah, then Fred, and fuckin' up both birds lives now, can I? What sort of friend would that make me?
"What in the hell do you think you're doing?"
So, I made her hands grab his shirt again and pull harder - yeah, still had my own fuckin' strength in this body, and wasn't that fun? - and soon he was snoggin' up a storm with Lilah again, no ( ... )
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She shuddered, and not in the manner my sense memory associated with pleasurable reactions. All but ignoring the moment, the almost violent kiss carried on for a moment or two longer before I found myself back in control of my senses. I pushed Lilah away finally and took a staggering step back.
Reaction took over for a heartbeat. Only a heartbeat, but enough to swing back my right hand, letting the muscles snap forward, open hand cracking across Lilah's cheek with a sharp slap that seemed to echo through the entire office.
"What... what in the fucking hell do you think you're doing?" I raged ( ... )
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I'd stepped back from Wesley's door, allowing Eve to finally depart (she'd given me her customary annoyingly perky smirk), and was still weighing up whether I should bother Wes right now, when Spike had slipped closer and whispered in in my ear.
"Nah. Let's go pay him a visit now, luv," Before I could react, there was that weird sound again, and then nothing but inky blackness ( ... )
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