{"id":5238,"date":"2015-07-14T17:22:53","date_gmt":"2015-07-14T16:22:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/?p=5238"},"modified":"2015-07-14T17:23:37","modified_gmt":"2015-07-14T16:23:37","slug":"true-confessions-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2015\/07\/14\/true-confessions-2\/","title":{"rendered":"True Confessions. 2"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><b>Part 2: Way Back When<\/b><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angel felt as if a weight lifted off his shoulders as he finished with his little tale of woe.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cYou didn\u2019t!\u201d Cordelia gasped, truly surprised by Angel\u2019s revelation. She threw back her head and laughed until her sides ached with it. \u201cWell, I guess that must\u2019ve been the highlight of Buffy\u2019s day.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">She was enjoying the irony a little too much, Angel noted, his lips twisting. \u201cEnjoy it while you can. It\u2019s your turn to cough up a little piece of the past.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">That put an end to the laughter. Cordelia was curled up on the couch facing him, her bare feet tucked beside her. Drumming her fingers against her thigh, she tried to come up with something equally worthy.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Grinning, Angel chimed in, \u201cI\u2019m waiting.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cI\u2019m thinking,\u201d she answered back. \u201cOoh! Okay. Way back when Willow, Xander and I were in kindergar\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNo, something more recent,\u201d Angel prodded, \u201csince I\u2019ve known you. Something about me.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cordelia pointed out there was nothing about their agreement that stated she had to cough up anything involving him. Besides, he hadn\u2019t confessed to anything about her. \u201cYou told me about <i>Buffy<\/i>.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThat\u2019s what you asked for.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Damn. \u201cOkay, so you\u2019ve got me there,\u201d she admitted. \u201cI asked. You confessed.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cSo spill it, Cordy,\u201d the challenge in his voice matched his smug look. He didn\u2019t really think she was going to do it. \u201cThe deal was to be honest with each other.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Nudging at his thigh with her knee, Cordelia warned him, \u201cJust remember that you asked for it.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">How bad could it be? Angel wondered.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThe very first time I laid eyes on you, I decided that you were going to be mine,\u201d Cordelia waited for a laugh, but got a wide-eyed stare instead. \u201cAt the Bronze. You came in looking so very hot. I so crushed on you for like\u2014 weeks. Until I got over it.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">She expected surprise, but Angel simply looked smug. \u201cI knew that.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cYou did not!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cGotta be honest, Cor, I did,\u201d he reminded her of the rules of the game. \u201cYou laid it on a little thick from time to time. How did that go again\u2014 \u2018drive me home, Angel, I\u2019m still fragile\u2019?\u201d he mimicked.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cordelia flopped back on the couch pillows and propped her feet in Angel\u2019s lap. She glared at him for a moment until he started to rub the sole of one foot with his thumb. Her pout spread into a smile and she let out a contented sigh, \u201cMmm, I like that.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cSo do I.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><b>TBC?&#8230;.There&#8217;s plenty more to confess.<\/b><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><b><a href=\"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/authors-l-n\/lysa\/\">Lysa<\/a><\/b><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Part 2: Way Back When Angel felt as if a weight lifted off his shoulders as he finished with his little tale of&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[25],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5238","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-to-be-continued-fic"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5238","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5238"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5238\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5238"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5238"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5238"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}