I wanted to get this part out earlier, but I was on vacation, and I had a bit of writer's block. And, plus, I've been writing and rewriting it a lot, because I want it perfect. What can I say, I'm a perfectionist. I think I finally got it, let me know what you think!
Part 3/?
Sobs wracked Buffy's body, even in her sleep. She awoke the next morning with a mixture of tear stains and mascara running down her face.
"I can't go to the interview looking like this," she moaned. She sighed and tried pulling herself together. Riley had really hurt her, and she was seriously considering getting a divorce. She was more than considering.
She padded slowly to the bathroom, and as if nothing mattered, got in the shower. Hot water rushed over her body, and it made her shiver. How had things gotten so screwed up in less than a day? Yesterday morning she had still been on a high from getting the interview, but now, her world had closed in on her. Riley had cheated on her, in their own bed. She shut off the water, dried herself off and got out of the shower. She walked into her bedroom and stood. She hadn't been able to sleep in her own bed; she'd slept on the couch. It looked the same as it had last night, when she found *him* in bed with *her*. The sheets were rumpled and all over the floor. Riley's shoes and jacket were strewn throughout the room. In a burst of rage, she gathered up all of his clothes that lay on the floor, the sheets, and the pillows. She held them as she ran down the stairs into her kitchen. She flung the front door open and threw them out into the early morning air.
After releasing her anger, she got dressed, put on makeup to cover her red, puffy eyes, and fixed a cup of coffee. Her phone rang just as soon as she sat down to drink the hot, mocha flavored beverage.
"Hello?" She asked angrily.
"Sorry, Buf, didn't mean to wake ya." Willow said.
"No," Buffy sighed, "I've been awake."
"Are you feeling any better?" Willow asked sincerely.
"No, I think this is leading to a divorce." Buffy said.
"No, Buffy, no, you love Riley." Willow said, trying to reason with her.
"No, I just realized that, I love him, but I was never in love with him." Buffy said sadly.
"Oh god, Buffy," Willow started.
"Maybe we can finish this conversation another time. I've really got to get to work. And, somehow, I've got to pull myself together before my interview." Buffy said. She had no interest in talking about Riley, not even to her best friend.
"Okay." Willow replied solemnly. "Good luck on the interview."
"Thanks. And, thanks for calling Wil, see ya soon." Buffy said before hanging up.
*
Buffy rushed into the cafe. She was early. She always liked to be early. She sat down at a table, and spread out a pile of papers. She set the tape recorder up and pulled out a pen. About ten minutes later, a tall, dark and handsome man made his way to her table. [Is that him?]
"Buffy Summers?" he asked, sticking out his hand. [God, she's beautiful.]
"Yes, Liam O'Connor?" she asked in return.
"Please, call me Angel, Liam sounds so stuck up." He laughed, and she joined in, though she could barely breathe. He had taken her breath away. He'd stepped into her life, and she'd instantly felt an attraction. [Damn Riley, I'm getting a divorce. No second chances for that bastard.]
"Okay," she said shakily.
"Is something wrong?" Angel asked. "I don't mean to be nosey, but you look so... hurt."
Buffy bit off a laugh. "Oh, it's nothing. I'm just going through some rough times with my husband."
Angel's heat sank when she said husband. He had instantly clicked with her.
"But, I want a divorce." She finished.
"That's too bad," Angel said sympathetically, but his heart rejoiced.
"But, that's in the past. He cheated on me, fuck him." Buffy said, letting her anger show through a little.
Angel chucked. "Sorry, I just didn't figure you as the type to curse."
Buffy laughed a long with him. "Finally, someone made me laugh."
"I'm glad I made you laugh." Angel replied, pleased with himself.
"It's been a long times since I've laughed. Or, it seems like it." Buffy said, smiling again.
"Should we get to work?" Angel asked.
"Yeah," Buffy said. She caught herself staring. He hadn't noticed though. He seemed so different from other men she'd met throughout her life. She clicked on her tape recorder.
"So, is this going to be an interview with hard questions that I can't answer, or..." Angel asked, teasing.
"Hopefully, if you know what you business does, and how you came upon success, it won't be hard." Buffy replied.
"Good," Angel said, folding his hands in his lap. "Where do we begin?"
"Here," she said, glancing down at her notes. "What exactly does your business do?"
"Well," Angel started, but was suddenly caught off guard. Buffy leaned in and kissed him. He kissed her back, as she placed a hand in his hair. She broke away quickly.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I just, I couldn't help it." She blushed, her cheeks turning an angry shade of red.
Angel chuckled, "I didn't mind." He said. His heart and soul loved it.
"So, you're not mad?" She asked.
"No, in fact, I was wondering if I could kiss you." Angel said.
"Be my guest, kind sir." Buffy replied.
He leaned down to her and slowly parted her lips with his tongue. He explored the depths of her mouth, as she swirled her tongue around his. She ran her hands through his hair and moaned against his mouth.
"Oh god, that was wonderful." She said, as they broke apart, both winded. Neither one of them could deny the passion and chemistry between the two.
TBC, if you like!!
Also, I need help, one of the reasons I had Buffy kiss him was that I couldn't think of the kind of business he owns. Help me!! I was gonna go for the whole buying and selling of companies, but I figured it would be too much like Pretty Woman. Help me!!
Part 3/?
Sobs wracked Buffy's body, even in her sleep. She awoke the next morning with a mixture of tear stains and mascara running down her face.
"I can't go to the interview looking like this," she moaned. She sighed and tried pulling herself together. Riley had really hurt her, and she was seriously considering getting a divorce. She was more than considering.
She padded slowly to the bathroom, and as if nothing mattered, got in the shower. Hot water rushed over her body, and it made her shiver. How had things gotten so screwed up in less than a day? Yesterday morning she had still been on a high from getting the interview, but now, her world had closed in on her. Riley had cheated on her, in their own bed. She shut off the water, dried herself off and got out of the shower. She walked into her bedroom and stood. She hadn't been able to sleep in her own bed; she'd slept on the couch. It looked the same as it had last night, when she found *him* in bed with *her*. The sheets were rumpled and all over the floor. Riley's shoes and jacket were strewn throughout the room. In a burst of rage, she gathered up all of his clothes that lay on the floor, the sheets, and the pillows. She held them as she ran down the stairs into her kitchen. She flung the front door open and threw them out into the early morning air.
After releasing her anger, she got dressed, put on makeup to cover her red, puffy eyes, and fixed a cup of coffee. Her phone rang just as soon as she sat down to drink the hot, mocha flavored beverage.
"Hello?" She asked angrily.
"Sorry, Buf, didn't mean to wake ya." Willow said.
"No," Buffy sighed, "I've been awake."
"Are you feeling any better?" Willow asked sincerely.
"No, I think this is leading to a divorce." Buffy said.
"No, Buffy, no, you love Riley." Willow said, trying to reason with her.
"No, I just realized that, I love him, but I was never in love with him." Buffy said sadly.
"Oh god, Buffy," Willow started.
"Maybe we can finish this conversation another time. I've really got to get to work. And, somehow, I've got to pull myself together before my interview." Buffy said. She had no interest in talking about Riley, not even to her best friend.
"Okay." Willow replied solemnly. "Good luck on the interview."
"Thanks. And, thanks for calling Wil, see ya soon." Buffy said before hanging up.
*
Buffy rushed into the cafe. She was early. She always liked to be early. She sat down at a table, and spread out a pile of papers. She set the tape recorder up and pulled out a pen. About ten minutes later, a tall, dark and handsome man made his way to her table. [Is that him?]
"Buffy Summers?" he asked, sticking out his hand. [God, she's beautiful.]
"Yes, Liam O'Connor?" she asked in return.
"Please, call me Angel, Liam sounds so stuck up." He laughed, and she joined in, though she could barely breathe. He had taken her breath away. He'd stepped into her life, and she'd instantly felt an attraction. [Damn Riley, I'm getting a divorce. No second chances for that bastard.]
"Okay," she said shakily.
"Is something wrong?" Angel asked. "I don't mean to be nosey, but you look so... hurt."
Buffy bit off a laugh. "Oh, it's nothing. I'm just going through some rough times with my husband."
Angel's heat sank when she said husband. He had instantly clicked with her.
"But, I want a divorce." She finished.
"That's too bad," Angel said sympathetically, but his heart rejoiced.
"But, that's in the past. He cheated on me, fuck him." Buffy said, letting her anger show through a little.
Angel chucked. "Sorry, I just didn't figure you as the type to curse."
Buffy laughed a long with him. "Finally, someone made me laugh."
"I'm glad I made you laugh." Angel replied, pleased with himself.
"It's been a long times since I've laughed. Or, it seems like it." Buffy said, smiling again.
"Should we get to work?" Angel asked.
"Yeah," Buffy said. She caught herself staring. He hadn't noticed though. He seemed so different from other men she'd met throughout her life. She clicked on her tape recorder.
"So, is this going to be an interview with hard questions that I can't answer, or..." Angel asked, teasing.
"Hopefully, if you know what you business does, and how you came upon success, it won't be hard." Buffy replied.
"Good," Angel said, folding his hands in his lap. "Where do we begin?"
"Here," she said, glancing down at her notes. "What exactly does your business do?"
"Well," Angel started, but was suddenly caught off guard. Buffy leaned in and kissed him. He kissed her back, as she placed a hand in his hair. She broke away quickly.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I just, I couldn't help it." She blushed, her cheeks turning an angry shade of red.
Angel chuckled, "I didn't mind." He said. His heart and soul loved it.
"So, you're not mad?" She asked.
"No, in fact, I was wondering if I could kiss you." Angel said.
"Be my guest, kind sir." Buffy replied.
He leaned down to her and slowly parted her lips with his tongue. He explored the depths of her mouth, as she swirled her tongue around his. She ran her hands through his hair and moaned against his mouth.
"Oh god, that was wonderful." She said, as they broke apart, both winded. Neither one of them could deny the passion and chemistry between the two.
TBC, if you like!!
Also, I need help, one of the reasons I had Buffy kiss him was that I couldn't think of the kind of business he owns. Help me!! I was gonna go for the whole buying and selling of companies, but I figured it would be too much like Pretty Woman. Help me!!