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"Enjoying the view?" Willow Rosenberg asked her best friend Buffy. "Oh yeah." As Buffy looked across the street she could see her neighbor, and best friend washing his car. Shirtless. William Giles or Spike as he preferred to be called by all his friends had been Buffy's neighbor for as long as she could remember. Another thing she could remember was the first time she realized she had more than friend feelings for Spike. She had been fourteen.
They had been watching a movie over at Spike's house while baby sitting his younger sister, Dru. "Buffy why won't you just come sit here on the couch with me?" Spike had asked her.
"Because. It's just too weird now. Were teenagers. It'll be awkward," she had tried to tell him.
"Oh and let me guess. You're gonna start wearing skirts now too!" he had yelled. And with that Buffy leapt on Spike wrestling him to the ground. A second later he had her pinned to the ground.
And that was when it happened. He leaned in to kiss her, and Buffy had kissed him back. Before she knew what had happened his hand was up her shirt and her hands were on his pants zipper. Buffy could still remember what it had felt like to have Spike taking off her bra. Running his hands over her body. The feel of his tongue battling for dominance in her mouth. The last thing Buffy remembered was gasping when she saw how large Spike was. 'So that's where he gets the nick name Spike' She had always heard him bragging but she had never really believed it. Until now. That was when the doorbell had rung. "Bloody hell!" Spike had yelled. It was Willow and Xander, coming over for a study group. They hadn't spoken the rest of the night. "What was with you and Spike tonite?" Willow had asked Buffy the next day at school. "Oh it was uh...nothing, nothing at all." She had lied.
It had taken them two weeks and lots of odd stares in each other's directions to get over the "accidental" kiss and grope session, as Spike liked to call it. But Buffy knew. She knew that she loved Spike. Another thing she knew was that Spike would never care for him as she did him. With his platinum blond hair ("I swear it's all natural!" Spike had once told her.), sexy British accent and wash board abs he had all the girls at school crazy about him. And with plenty of willing cheerleaders wanting him what would make him give neighbor girl Buffy a second glance?
That's not to say that Buffy wasn't popular. She was. She had plenty of guys wanting to date her but it was never that one guy. Her platinum blond angel. But enough about freshmen memories. Buffy was 21 now, and engaged to a great guy. Perfect some might call him. His name was Riley Finn and he was a TA at UC Sunnydale. They had been going out for two years before he had proposed. The wedding was a month away and Buffy was going to make sure that nothing went wrong. But she wasn't prepared for what was about to happen.
"Enjoying the view?" Willow Rosenberg asked her best friend Buffy. "Oh yeah." As Buffy looked across the street she could see her neighbor, and best friend washing his car. Shirtless. William Giles or Spike as he preferred to be called by all his friends had been Buffy's neighbor for as long as she could remember. Another thing she could remember was the first time she realized she had more than friend feelings for Spike. She had been fourteen.
They had been watching a movie over at Spike's house while baby sitting his younger sister, Dru. "Buffy why won't you just come sit here on the couch with me?" Spike had asked her.
"Because. It's just too weird now. Were teenagers. It'll be awkward," she had tried to tell him.
"Oh and let me guess. You're gonna start wearing skirts now too!" he had yelled. And with that Buffy leapt on Spike wrestling him to the ground. A second later he had her pinned to the ground.
And that was when it happened. He leaned in to kiss her, and Buffy had kissed him back. Before she knew what had happened his hand was up her shirt and her hands were on his pants zipper. Buffy could still remember what it had felt like to have Spike taking off her bra. Running his hands over her body. The feel of his tongue battling for dominance in her mouth. The last thing Buffy remembered was gasping when she saw how large Spike was. 'So that's where he gets the nick name Spike' She had always heard him bragging but she had never really believed it. Until now. That was when the doorbell had rung. "Bloody hell!" Spike had yelled. It was Willow and Xander, coming over for a study group. They hadn't spoken the rest of the night. "What was with you and Spike tonite?" Willow had asked Buffy the next day at school. "Oh it was uh...nothing, nothing at all." She had lied.
It had taken them two weeks and lots of odd stares in each other's directions to get over the "accidental" kiss and grope session, as Spike liked to call it. But Buffy knew. She knew that she loved Spike. Another thing she knew was that Spike would never care for him as she did him. With his platinum blond hair ("I swear it's all natural!" Spike had once told her.), sexy British accent and wash board abs he had all the girls at school crazy about him. And with plenty of willing cheerleaders wanting him what would make him give neighbor girl Buffy a second glance?
That's not to say that Buffy wasn't popular. She was. She had plenty of guys wanting to date her but it was never that one guy. Her platinum blond angel. But enough about freshmen memories. Buffy was 21 now, and engaged to a great guy. Perfect some might call him. His name was Riley Finn and he was a TA at UC Sunnydale. They had been going out for two years before he had proposed. The wedding was a month away and Buffy was going to make sure that nothing went wrong. But she wasn't prepared for what was about to happen.