Part 8<\/b><\/p>\n
Except for her short lived career as a prostitute and even shorter stint in prison, Cordelia Chase was certain this was the most embarrassing and humiliating moment of her life. She was being hauled down the sidewalk like a hunter\u2019s prized kill. \u201cAngel, if you don\u2019t put me down right now, I\u2019m gonna kick your undead ass.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy, I told you to be still. We\u2019re almost at the car. It\u2019s parked just across the street.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly Angel. Across the street. People are staring at us and your caveman antics.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019re staring because you keep wiggling and yapping.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYapping? I do not\u2026\u201d Angel cut off the acidic ranting, dropping her into the car with a hard thump. \u201c\u2026Yap!\u201d Cordelia finished as she bounced in her seat. His broad form instantly disappearing from her sight, Cordelia whirled around just as Angel was starting the engine.<\/p>\n
\u201cGuess I should be grateful you didn\u2019t drag me down the sidewalk by my hair.\u201d<\/p>\n
The animalistic scene of dragging the captured beauty to his bed flooded Angel\u2019s mind. His muscles tensed as he felt the familiar tightening in his leather pants.<\/p>\n
\u201cAngel, what are you waiting for? Let\u2019s go.\u201d Lost in the erotic fantasy, Cordelia\u2019s sniped command failed to penetrate Angel\u2019s thoughts. Closing his eyes, he watched their naked bodies writhing in need and hunger. He would ravish her with his mouth, taste every inch of skin before he buried himself in her heat.<\/p>\n
Cordelia studied the seemingly entranced vampire sitting beside her. Her eyes drifted down to the obvious heavy bulge behind the overstressed zipper. \u201cGees Angel, do you need a minute? I can just stand by the curb till you\u2019re finished.\u201d Nothing. It was if though he was oblivious to her presence. Stupid, inconsiderate\u2026<\/i> \u201cANGEL!!\u201d<\/p>\n
She screamed his name as she came. But it sounded wrong, it sounded… angry. Something wasn\u2019t right. Harsh realization dawning, Angel moaned as his forehead smacked against the steering wheel. \u201cCordy, please stop talking.\u201d Angel\u2019s plea barely a whisper as he recovered from the abruptly shattered fantasy.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to go home Angel.\u201d The angry voice again invaded his hazy mind stealing the last few remnants of his salacious dream.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd we\u2019re going home. Just don\u2019t talk. Please!\u201d Taking one last look at the reddish haze of the predawn sky, Angel hoped the flimsy car roof would be sufficient protection against the threatening sunrise. \u201cLeave your window up.\u201d Angel snapped in a tone mixed with worry and frustration. The squalling tires echoed into the otherwise quiet street.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you driving so fast? Got another corner you want me to stand on?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe sun will be up in a few minutes. If it\u2019s all right with you, I\u2019d rather not be a pile of dust on the off ramp. And no you won\u2019t be standing on any more corners so you can throw that outfit away. Why do you have clothes like that anyway?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat difference does it make where I got these clothes? Arrg!\u201d Determined to ignore the irritating vampire, Cordelia jerked her head away with an agitated huff. Deciding she would talk but not look at Angel, she locked her eyes on the uninteresting view through the closed window.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you at least catch that guy last night? Make the streets safe once again for all the hookers in Whoresville?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAh no. I did find him but I got distracted before I could stake him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Whipping her head around, Cordelia stared in shock at Angel\u2019s admission. \u201cDistracted? Did you get distracted by the blond super cop and forget to take out the bad guy first?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKate? No that wasn\u2019t it. Look I\u2019ll explain once we get to your place.\u201d<\/p>\n
He must be realizing he can get groiny all he wants as long as he doesn\u2019t care about the one he\u2019s boning. Well this will be fun. We\u2019ll have all kinds of floozies traipsing through the office. And you were the first one Chase. Shit\u2026my life sucks.<\/i><\/p>\n
\u201cWhatever. What\u2019s gotten into you anyway? You\u2019re acting all\u2026not Angel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan we just wait and discuss it after we get inside?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re saving a lot of discussion for later Angel. Are you planning to spend the day at my place discussing all the answers you seem to be avoiding?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWould that be so bad?\u201d Angel demanded as he smacked his hand hard against the steering wheel. \u201cMe spending the day at your place, I mean.\u201d His tone laced with a touch of menace, Cordelia jump at the unexpected reaction.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhatever Angel. And calm down. You may not be Angelus, but you\u2018re acting all Angelusy.\u201d And I know why big guy. I was the first floozy after all. If it wasn\u2019t for me, you wouldn\u2019t even know you can boink your way across the globe. Way to go Chase.<\/i><\/p>\n
\u201cYou are an idiot. Look at what you put her through tonight. All because you didn\u2019t get the reaction you expected. Stupid, stupid, stupid.<\/i>\u201cGrrrrr.\u201d Angel\u2019s growl vibrated in the confined space of the car.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t you growl at me. I haven\u2019t done anything wrong. I\u2019m the victim here Angel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t growling at you and I know none of this is your fault. I\u2019m just upset with myself for putting you in danger tonight. I shouldn\u2019t have done that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell duh!\u201d<\/p>\n
Why would this beautiful woman want to spend the day with you? You have acted like an oversexed adolescent ever since you made love to her. Ok, just calm down. You can fix this. Just admit you made a mistake. Be a man and tell her how you feel. Cordy can be understanding. Cordy, I was blown away when we made love and couldn\u2019t accept that you didn\u2019t feel the same way so I concocted a scheme that would force you to be intimate with me. All I\u2019ve thought about for the last forty-eight hours is burying myself in your tight, juicy heat until the end of time. Doesn\u2019t that make you feel special? No? Well I\u2019m sure the engraver has that stake ready.<\/i><\/p>\n
\u201cStop staring at me Angel, you\u2019re freaking me out!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not staring at you!\u201d Damn it woman, I\u2019m tired of playing games with you. Maybe I shouldn\u2019t have been touching you like that in that alley but I could smell your arousal. I know you wanted me. And you miss \u2018I\u2019ve got to be in control\u2019 are jealous of Kate. You are jealous and you want me. And you\u2019re running scared. If I can get inside before the sun turns me into a pile of dust we are going to talk, really talk and then we\u2019re making love damn it.<\/i><\/p>\n
Tenants who had returned home hours earlier had taken almost all of the spaces available in front of the apartment building. Angel swerved the car along side the curb, barely fitting into the small, cramped space. Cordelia jumped from the lunging car, slamming the door behind her.<\/p>\n
\u201cCutting it pretty close with the sunrise, aren\u2019t you Angel? Your nighttime escapades are gonna get you a bad sunburn if you\u2019re not careful.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCor\u2026dy!\u201d Angel growled as he caught up with her annoying, clickity-clack steps. Grabbing her arm, he hastened her pace, almost dragging her along side his wide stepped strides.<\/p>\n
\u201cDamn it Angel, I thought I explained already that these boots can\u2019t do a marathon run.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can always carry you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBite me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Plan to, sweetheart.<\/i><\/p>\n