Part 7<\/b><\/p>\n
\u201cYou LET her get away!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI most certainly did NOT!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was right NEXT to you Wesley!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t believe we\u2019re attached to the hip Angel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYOU let her get away!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI most CERTAINLY did not!\u201d<\/p>\n
Spike let out an exasperated grunt and propped his elbow on the little witch\u2019s shoulder. \u201cYou think they\u2019d be done in the coming hour or so, I do need to bleach.\u201d<\/p>\n
Willow muffled her snicker with her hand as Angel and Wesley shot them a dirty glance. \u201cI don\u2019t think they care Spike.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I\u2019m just a puddle of mush.\u201d Spike smirked as he met his sire\u2019s eyes. \u201cWhat gives Peaches? Besides your grip? Lose the little cheerleader?\u201d<\/p>\n
The reverberating growl should have been threatening if Spike didn\u2019t know his sire was well as he did, because even when Angel leaned down into his face, he didn\u2019t flinch. Not even when he spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t lose her.\u201d Spinning around he pointed to Wesley. \u201cHE did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid not!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd we\u2019re back to that.\u201d Spike rolled his eyes. \u201cLook you bloody poof, can you just pick a list of spots the little chit likes to visit and you can scour round your wee city and bring her back. Help the hopeless.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHelpless.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot in her case.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel\u2019s brown eyes narrowed into threatening slits. \u201cGood idea Spike.\u201d Reaching out he grabbed the vampire by the back of his duster collar and yanked him towards the door. \u201cYou can help!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOye! Let go of me you bloody sod! I can walk on my bloody own you wanker! Let go!\u201d<\/p>\n
Willow took a deep breath before looking at Wesley. \u201cShall we?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWHERE THE FUCK IS MY CAR!!!\u201d<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Cordelia walked out of the closing doors of the mall, her arms weighed down by bags. \u201cIf you weren\u2019t in my head I\u2019d be pissed off at your ungentlemanly-ness right about now Angelus.\u201d<\/p>\n
A man beside the door looked up startled at the young woman clad in a blood red dress and killer heels sashaying to the parking lot, his cigarette hanging from his lips.<\/p>\n
~Can you not talk out loud Hazel, we do have a reputation.~<\/p>\n
~Says the big bad.~ Cordelia snickered as she threw the contents of the bags into the backseat of the convertible before climbing into the driver\u2019s seat.<\/p>\n
~I am the biggest bad.~ He leered.<\/p>\n
Gunning the engine Cordelia allowed a soft smile to grace her rouged lips. ~Egotist. Well not so bad. You did buy me nice things.~<\/p>\n
\u201cFor a reason Cor. Now you intend to make it to this nightclub you tell me about so we can put it to use?\u201d<\/p>\n
~Oh and you tend to think out loud?~<\/p>\n
~Shit.~<\/p>\n
The Plymouth peeled out of the parking lot in a screech of tires and sparkling laughter, just as the Desoto pulled into the almost vacant lot.<\/p>\n
\u201cI told you it was too soddin\u2019 late for the cheerleader to be here. But would he listen. Nooo. Pummel the bright childe into his nice leather seat, but don\u2019t listen to reason. By Satan poofy! Your deductive skills HAVE gotten shoddy with age; you\u2019re a bloody stain on our very existence.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel kicked the door open before he could reach out and snap Spike\u2019s head backwards so he could say a few wise words to the man, but the congested space in Spike\u2019s car was starting to make the undead man claustrophobic.<\/p>\n
He still couldn\u2019t believe Spike had insisted Willow take the front seat. Didn\u2019t anyone trust Wesley at all?<\/p>\n
Muttering regret over siring childer, Angel let his eyes roam the expanse of the mall parking lot before his eyes landed on the security guard standing beside the darkened door to the mall. With resolved strides Angel tried not to look as murderous as he felt.<\/p>\n
Spike seemed to have that effect on him, he concluded. Adding to the insane fury at Cordelia\u2019s stunt.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi. This may seem like an odd question since you see a lot of people here, but have you seen this woman.\u201d Angel pulled a picture of Cordelia he\u2019d found in her desk.<\/p>\n
The guard blew out a lung full of smoke as he sized up the larger man bearing down on him without so much as a smile. Tilting his head sideways he saw a bleached blond man standing at the driver\u2019s seat his arms on the top of the vintage car while two heads poked out of the windows watching him intently; a wispy redhead and a geeky young lad.<\/p>\n
This damned city got weirder every minute. Taking the picture from the man he looked at it closely before looking up.<\/p>\n
\u201cBrunette, about five-eight, red dress, talks to herself?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRed dress?!\u201d Angel scowled. \u201cI\u2019m going to kill Angelus.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank handed him the picture. \u201cBut that was about a few minutes ago. She\u2019s gone now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould you be any more vague?\u201d Angel nearly bit out, his eyes flashing with impatience.<\/p>\n
Wesley cleared his throat softly as he leaned further out of the car window. \u201cUm, please don\u2019t mind him. He\u2019s rather worried about our friend. Um\u2026which way did she go?\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank frowned at the spectacled man before glaring at the one called \u2018Angel\u2019 as if they expected him to believe that was his real name. Pointing to the exit of the lot he snorted. \u201cThat way.\u201d<\/p>\n
Spike\u2019s mouth widened into his trademark smirk while Angel wished he could pound the little fat man into the ground. \u201cMuch obliged mate. Get back in the bloody car Angel. Oh and do you think you could lend me a fag mate? I\u2019m fresh out. Marlboros?\u201d<\/p>\n
Frowning with distaste at Angel he stepped forward before holding out his pack of cigarettes to the blond man. \u201cHere. There\u2019s one left. Take the pack.\u201d<\/p>\n
His teeth grinding with annoyance Angel sank into the backseat of the car before yanking the door shut with a slap. There was no telling what Angelus was making her do.<\/p>\n
He couldn\u2019t believe she\u2019d just gotten up and left without telling them anything. What the hell was she thinking!<\/p>\n
\u201cOh and I heard her mention something about a nightclub.\u201d Frank shrugged indifferently. \u201cIf that helps.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThanks mate!\u201d Spike shot the guard a wide grin and a wink as he dropped back behind the wheel. \u201cNice chap. Helpful fellow. You should learn a bit Peaches. Your city\u2019s nicer than you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShut up Spike and drive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAye, aye Captain.\u201d<\/p>\n
Willow groaned. \u201cSpike, have you been watching Spongebob again?\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank shook his head remembering his wife\u2019s words. Frank decided he\u2019d put in his transfer tomorrow.<\/p>\n
\u201cFlo was right.\u201d<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Cordelia nearly choked on her drink as she watched the hunched shoulder of the man walking away.<\/p>\n
~Dammit Angelus! What was wrong with this one!~<\/p>\n
~The fucking idiot had a mole the size of Texas! Are you purposefully blind woman!~<\/p>\n
~I could barely see it!~<\/p>\n
~I SAW IT~<\/p>\n
~He was just asking for a dance!~ Maybe this whole night out with Angelus wasn\u2019t that great an idea after all. Not only did she miss Angel slightly, being out on the town so to speak, not that Angel was any help in socializing but he did help when she whined.<\/p>\n
And although Angelus had killer taste in clothes, he wouldn\u2019t let any man near her. What was the point of coming to a nightclub if she couldn\u2019t dance? So far she\u2019d been \u2018unnecessarily\u2019 rude to six perfectly decent men because Angelus would step in to point out a flaw.<\/p>\n
To the man\u2019s face. She was waiting to be thrown out any minute for rudeness personified.<\/p>\n
~He was asking for a fucking lap dance Hazel. I\u2019m a man; I can tell these things!~<\/p>\n
~And this is news? You all think with your penis! You\u2019re MEN for god\u2019s sake. Besides what\u2019s the point of buying me this gorgeous dress if I can\u2019t even show it off! All I\u2019ve done so far is be the bitch at the bar.~<\/p>\n
~Never took you for the mole-y kind of woman Cor.~<\/p>\n
~I\u2019m not! And what about the one before that! Did you really have to go into detail as to how small is dick was.~<\/p>\n
~You know when you pump one muscle the others suffer. Basic rule of body building.~<\/p>\n
~What! I\u2019ve never heard that! Besides what does his biceps have to do with this?~<\/p>\n
~ To compensate for his ‘pencil dick\u2019.~<\/p>\n
She let out a soft groan and leaned her head on her propped up hand on the bar as she gazed longingly at the dance floor.<\/p>\n
~And the blonde was what?~<\/p>\n
~What pisser opens with a line like \u2018I bet I can kiss you on the lips without touching you.\u2019?~<\/p>\n
She rolled her eyes. ~But the poor man did not need me to tell him, \u2018I bet I can make you shit your pants without touching you too if you breathe on me.\u2019 ANGELUS!~<\/p>\n
~Stop the mental screeching, I can hear you just fine.~<\/p>\n
~You told the cute one that after meeting him I was thinking of becoming lesbian!~<\/p>\n
The demon snickered. ~Come on Hazel. The look on his face was priceless. Made up for it. Admit it.~<\/p>\n
Cordelia Chase dug deep into herself to find any vestiges of hope against his claim, but she couldn\u2019t help the satisfactory smile from stretching across her wide mouth.<\/p>\n
~Fuck you.~<\/p>\n
~With pleasure Hazel. I know you like to have fun baby. Knew it the minute I met you.~<\/p>\n
She shifted sensually on the bar stool, smirking softly as she twirled her finger in the glass of martini. ~You are so bad.~<\/p>\n
~Bad like chocolate?~<\/p>\n
She threw her head back and laughed, just as a man slid into the stool next to her.<\/p>\n
\u201cChanged your mind?\u201d<\/p>\n
Still heady with sparring with Angelus, Cordelia let out a soft defeated sigh. \u201cHow many times do I have to flush you to make you go away?\u201d<\/p>\n
This time it was Angelus roaring with laughter.<\/p>\n
The bartender held back a smile at the gorgeous brunette laughing and then at the grumbling man ambling away.<\/p>\n
It was nice to see an independent woman having a good laugh in the city of fallen angels.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Willow groaned softly, shifting deeper into the leather seats as she yawned. \u201cAngel, we\u2019ve been to fourteen different clubs. I\u2019m tired. She must have gone home by now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s not home.\u201d Angel stared stoically out of the window in the backseat.<\/p>\n
The rushing streetlights flickering like molten fire in his obsidian eyes. \u201cI told Dennis to give me a missed call if she gets there and he hasn\u2019t called.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia was coming home; one way or another. Even if he had to club her over the head.<\/p>\n
\u201cBloody hell, he is HER ghost Peaches. Do you really think he\u2019d do your bidding?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know an excellent exorcist.\u201d Angel didn\u2019t even have to look up to know the watcher was smiling. \u201cNot you Wesley. YOU let her get away.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI most certainly DID NOT!\u201d<\/p>\n
Willow picked up Spike\u2019s folded duster and draped it over her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cSTOP!\u201d The vampire snapped. \u201cTHAT\u2019S MY CAR!!!\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel nearly climbed out of the window of the speeding car.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Cordelia had finally made it to the dance floor. After the bout of insults she\u2019d dished tonight, Angelus didn\u2019t mind letting her dance one dance after all. Just as long as the man kept his hands above her waist and away from her breasts.<\/p>\n
Now while he watched the natural sway and grind of her body, he realized how fucking hard it was going to be to keep any man\u2019s hand off her. And there and then he came to the conclusion that if any man had to touch her. It would be him.<\/p>\n
Even if I meant going back to the soulful puppy dog.<\/p>\n
~You imagining those are my hands Cor?~<\/p>\n
The brunette smiled, her eyes closed as she moved with the man Angelus was nice enough to pick. Not a bad looking guy, she concluded, but damn. He was no Angel or Angelus for that matter.<\/p>\n
~I plead the fifth.~<\/p>\n
~That\u2019s fucking hard considering I\u2019m in your head smart girl.~<\/p>\n
Cordelia was spun into a neat circle and she chuckled. ~Give me a break egomaniac. I\u2019ve had a rough day.~<\/p>\n
~Yeah. Mind splitting visions can be a bitch. Always feel like someone’s putting your head through a blender while you\u2019re still attached to it?~<\/p>\n
~Just about. Can you please not remind me; I\u2019m trying to dance?~<\/p>\n
~Fuck and I thought sucking slayer face was torturous.~<\/p>\n
Her body instantly stiffened in the man\u2019s arms and she was rewarded with a confused glance down into her suddenly irritated hazel eyes. Smiling brightly at the man she touched her forehead.<\/p>\n
\u201cPhew. Quick work out. Need some liquid nourishment. Be right back.\u201d Before he could reply, she weaved through the late night crowd and made her way towards the bar.<\/p>\n
~Blonde complex not restricted to the soul I take.~.<\/p>\n
~Ooh, testy.~ Angelus leered viciously. ~Jealous Hazel?~<\/p>\n
~FEH! Delusional Angelus?~<\/p>\n
~Aww, come on Precious. Dru was always my favorite.~<\/p>\n
Plopping onto a stool she ordered a glass of water. ~And that’s interests my macabre side how Fangy?~<\/p>\n
~Well, she is a brunette. What does that tell you?~<\/p>\n
~That you have a weakness for complete nutters?~<\/p>\n
~No, that blondes don\u2019t do much for me. If they did I\u2019d still be playing house with my sire.~<\/p>\n
~ Says the former Scourge of Europe. You don\u2019t know the first THING about playing house Angelus.~<\/p>\n
Cordelia took a sip of the water and smiled at the bartender. He was nice. In fact this whole club was nice, she concluded.<\/p>\n
~Mental Note. Return without gossiping psychopath.~<\/p>\n
~Still fucking present Scourge Cor. There hasn\u2019t been anyone better than me and as far as playing house goes: it\u2019s the meaning that changes, the words stay the same.~<\/p>\n
~Eyowie. So buffy was what? Stand-in wife in training?~<\/p>\n
~No. A quick fuck to get rid of the cobwebs. Angel had been celibate for decades. Go figure.~<\/p>\n
~But a blonde?~<\/p>\n
~Hey my dick doesn\u2019t look at the color of THAT hair, babes.~<\/p>\n
Cordelia snorted with laughter nearly spitting out her water. ~I don\u2019t think that\u2019s actually blonde Fangy.~<\/p>\n
~And this is why I like you baby.~<\/p>\n
Cordelia was about to speak when she caught sight of a dark head step into the club. \u201cOh shit! Angel. Five of clock!\u201d<\/p>\n
~Get out. Get out now.~<\/p>\n
Forcing a smile at the bartender Cordelia stuck a bill to the table. \u201cIs there a back door?\u201d<\/p>\n
The bartender raised an eyebrow and smiled crookedly at her. \u201cYou\u2019re actually putting aside a confrontation lady? After the show you put on tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n
With a sheepish smile Cordelia muttered the first thing she could think of. \u201cFather.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angelus was howling with mirth in her head and Cordelia kept her bright smile as she was lead around the bar and towards the back.<\/p>\n
\u201cLeaving so soon?\u201d<\/p>\n
Spinning around with alarm she stared into dark eyes then exhaled. \u201cOh. It\u2019s you.\u201d She nearly glared at the man she\u2019d been dancing with.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah; I have work tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
~Just fucking get out already Cor!~<\/p>\n
She made one last integral mistake. ~Shhhh, he\u2019s cute!~<\/p>\n
He gave her an indulgent smile. \u201cWhat do you do?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia\u2019s mouth spread into a wicked leer, her hazel eyes lighting with a feral glint.<\/p>\n
\u201cMe? Oh, I bathe in the blood of innocents and nail puppies to doors; you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Before she could see the widening of the poor boy\u2019s eyes she was propelled behind the bar and towards the bartender holding the backdoor open.<\/p>\n
He grinned at her. \u201cCome again?\u201d<\/p>\n
Still flustered from the eloquent mental picture Angelus had painted, Cordelia only nodded before running out into the back alley.<\/p>\n
~Angelus! You are just unspeakable!~<\/p>\n
~Says the woman who wanted soulboy to lick off more than her fingers.~<\/p>\n
~ARGH!!!~<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve never seen such beautiful food all in one place. Just look at them. Sheep all of them.\u201d<\/p>\n
Willow let out a tolerant sigh before she took Spike\u2019s arm gently as his blue eyes ran greedily over the swarm of people.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes Spike. You are the big bad.\u201d She reassured in her best momma-doesn\u2019t-believe-a-word-you-say-but-agrees-because-you-can\u2019t-handle-the-truth voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cDamn straight!\u201d Spike completely ignored her tone as he grinned down at her. Willow had the decency to look cowed before his hand clamped down on hers and she was spun into his arms.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s dance some, shall we Red?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAaaannngeeeeeel!\u201d Willow\u2019s desperate wail for help was drowned in the pulsing beat of the music as she was danced away leaving Wesley and Angel to head to the bar.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think we should help Willow?\u201d Wesley watched the blond vampire dip the flustered witch in an elaborate move before dragging her back to plaster against his body.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah. After we find Cordy.\u201d Angel motioned for the bartender. \u201cHey. You seen this girl?\u201d Angel held up the picture.<\/p>\n
The scrawny man raised a crooked eyebrow before peering at the picture. \u201cCan\u2019t say. A lot of girls come in here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel leaned over the bar. \u201cLook closely. She\u2019s a friend of mine, who ran off with my car and my credit cards and demon.\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice dropped an octave into intimidating. \u201cHave you seen her at all?\u201d<\/p>\n
The bartender drew back slightly and frowned. \u201cShe\u2019s your friend?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have a hearing problem?\u201d Angel shot back.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d The bartender wiped his hand on a cloth and frowned. \u201cShe said you were her father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Willow tilted her head back in the fourth time Spike dipped her when Angel\u2019s growl echoed through the entire club and everything stilled.<\/p>\n
Spike raised a scarred eyebrow.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho turned off the tunes! It\u2019s sex pistols you duddy wankers, for fuck\u2019s sake!\u201d<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Outside, Cordelia frowned at the car blocking the Plymouth in its parking space. \u201cWhat idiot\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat would be Spike.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think he leaves the keys in the ignition?\u201d She peered through the driver\u2019s seat window.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s a fucking idiot, but he\u2019s not Angel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCrap.\u201d Cordelia glanced at her watch before she looked up. \u201cDo you KNOW how hard it is to find a cab in this city?\u201d<\/p>\n
Before she realized what she was doing, she caught two fingers between her lips, her tongue curled and a sharp whistle cut through the silence of the night.<\/p>\n
She stumbled on the sidewalk as a cab skirted the curb. \u201cYou need a cab lady?\u201d<\/p>\n
~Angelus?~<\/p>\n
~Yeah baby?~<\/p>\n
~Can I keep you?~<\/p>\n
~Fuck yeah. But first. Let me teach you a little something.~ Angelus lead her to the back wheel of the Plymouth and she squatted down. She watched with a twisted smirk of fascination as her fingers slowly loosened the nozzle and let the air out of the tire.<\/p>\n
~He also doesn\u2019t have a spare.~<\/p>\n
~Oh my god, you are so bad!~ She chuckled.<\/p>\n
~Not yet baby. You still have that can of pink crazy foam from the mall?~<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
\u201cCalm down Peaches, I\u2019m sure she meant it in the most endearing way.\u201d<\/p>\n
Wesley and Willow choked on their laughter as Spike chuckled wickedly on their way to the car.<\/p>\n
The seething vampire next to him had his fists clenched to his side, his jaw set in a hard line and his eyes screaming bloody murder. \u201cSpike?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes sire?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGo play in traffic,\u201d Angel growled before turning towards his car.<\/p>\n
Spike screeched to a sudden stop and both his eyebrows shot up.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh I don\u2019t know picklepuss, it seems your Seer thinks it ought to be you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d Grabbing spike by his shoulders, Angel shoved him aside and his eyes widened.<\/p>\n
\u201cMY CAR!\u201d<\/p>\n
Willow grabbed Spike\u2019s sleeve and promptly exploded into a torrent of unstoppable giggles along with the blond vampire while Wesley tried his utmost not to pee in his pants with laughing.<\/p>\n
On the hood of Angel\u2019s beloved, shiny black Plymouth read the words \u201cWANK\u201d with an arrow to the driver\u2019s seat.<\/p>\n
In pink foam.<\/p>\n
Silently, albeit with grinding teeth, Angel walked around the side of the car and fished out his spare key from his pocket. He was just about to reach for the key hole on his trunk to get his car towel when he saw the second part of Cordelia\u2019s message.<\/p>\n
The distinct script of her handwriting was all too evident in the words, \u2018BLOWJOB FOR $5\u2019.<\/p>\n
With an enraged snarl he opened his trunk and grabbed the old towel. Slapping the trunk shut, he couldn\u2019t keep the gold out of his eyes. \u201cI\u2019ll give her fucking blowjob!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUm\u2026Angel?\u201d<\/p>\n
He turned to look at Wesley, the ridges rippling across his forehead.<\/p>\n
The watcher winced at the look on his face. \u201cYou do have a spare tire don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Spike dissolved into another stream of laughter when Angel\u2019s face morphed.<\/p>\n
The cheerleader was so dead.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think they\u2019ve stopped looking for me yet?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is my soul you\u2019re talking about Hazel. He\u2019s like the fucking energizer bunny when it comes to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia\u2019s eyebrow shot up at the prospect, her mind already playing various scenarios in her head as her cheeks pinked with the suggestion.<\/p>\n
Sitting in the window of the all night diner she watched her own face, her bottom lip caught thoughtfully between her teeth at the suggestion.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re fucking hopeless hazel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShut up!\u201d She hissed, glaring at herself for being so damned transparent besides the fact that he was in her body.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you called him your soul.\u201d She grinned. \u201cAwwww, such brotherly love.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFuck you Hazel. It\u2019s not brotherly love.\u201d<\/p>\n
She chuckled and took another bite of her sandwich.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want more coffee sweetie?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia looked up startled and met a pair of gray eyes. The woman smiled at her softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cUm no.\u201d She shook her head. \u201cThanks. I\u2019m good.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou need someone to talk to sweetie; because talking to yourself is not healthy.\u201d<\/p>\n
The brunette colored slightly and cleared her throat. \u201cUh, no just sorting some things out in my head.\u201d She tried a bright smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m okay. Really. I don\u2019t have fantasies about my boss or play with myself in the dark.\u201d Hazel eyes widened.<\/p>\n
~ANGELUS!~<\/p>\n
\u201cI mean\u2026I\u2019ll go now. Thanks for the uh\u2026coffee and\u2026well, see you.\u201d She all but ran for the door. ~Uffff! Crude much Angelus!~<\/p>\n
He snickered and wrapped her arms around herself. ~Come on Cor. Lets go home and talk. I want my promised alone time now.~<\/p>\n
Holding the coat around her waist Cordelia watched the horizon start to pink and a yawn caught her off guard.<\/p>\n
~Mmm\u2026okay, but first.~<\/p>\n
~Name it baby.~<\/p>\n
~Rocky road to go please.~<\/p>\n