Author's note: You do not have to read this part, it is just for those who wanted a conclusion (me)!
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They had sex last night.
Amazing, mind-blowing sex.
It wasn't even in his crypt. He came to her house while Dawn was at Janice's house and Willow and Tara were on a date. She doesn't know why she let him in.
He's polite. He would have left if she had told him to. She tried to ignore the surprise on his face when she told him to come in.
She doesn't know why she didn't fight him when he tried to help with the chores.
It went by a lot faster. She didn't know that he knew the kitchen so well. It was nice, too. The way they worked together.
She doesn't know why she let him stay.
It isn't that she invited him for dinner, it was that she didn't kick him out. She supposed that since he helped make it, it's only fair for him to stay.
It's a mystery to her how they got into her bedroom. She knows it's by invite. Maybe she wanted to show him something, maybe she went there to get something and needed his help.
Either way, they ended up sitting together on her bed.
Then, they kissed.
Then, they had sex.
It was all very simple—no declarations of love, no gazing into each other's eyes. At first. . . Then, they had curled up together, kissed each other gently. She doesn't know how, but they ended up under the covers.
When they woke up, he had jumped out of her arms, screaming apologies, promises of "never again, please give me another chance!"
For once, she was not bothered. She told him to calm down. She had kissed him.
They had sex last night. And she doesn't care. She lets him stay in her room, and they cuddle on the bed. Dawn will find them, soon.
So what if all her friends will know that she found someone?
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