Chapter Ten - Shopping

I hate those Saturday morning lie-in's that you can't enjoy. Especially the ones when you know you have to get up and have plenty of things to do, but with no motivation to do it. I was instructed by Cordelia that I had to meet her and the rest of the girls at the mall at 10am sharp for our military style organised shopping mission. I swear if Cordelia were in the army she would be the scariest General ever.

As I laid there trying to shield my eyes from the infernal bright shining sun and the annoying shrill buzzing from my alarm clock, all I wanted to do was roll over and go back asleep. After leaning up to turn off the annoying contraption I lay back down again and could feel my eyes slowly beginning to close when the phone began to ring.

"Arrrrggghhh! What does a girl have to do to get some shut eye? Hello?"

"Morning pet." Spike answered brightly.

I don't think I could have sat up quicker, or have a bigger smile on my face "Spike!"

"Just making sure you were up. Can't keep that Cordy waiting can we?"

"Urgh Thanks. I don't see why we have to go so early! It's a Saturday after all! I was hoping to get more sleep…"

"Well if you'd rather do that… But just so you know, me and the guys are going to be there tux shopping."

"I'll be ready in five minutes!"

After spending way to long choosing an outfit to wear, I couldn't have Spike thinking he was dating trailer trash now could I? I settled for something comfortable, seeming as I would be trying on dresses all day, but still added a bit of light makeup to make sure I still looked good. I managed to convince my Mom to drive me to the mall which made me only ten minutes late. Which I thought, for me, was pretty good. However being the last one to arrive made it all the more noticeable.

"Where have you been?" Cordelia stated, hand on hip, the tone of her voice making even Xander cringe. I'm sure he had been on the end of that one more than once.

"Sorry Cor, I got up late." I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Duh!"

"Leave her alone Cordy, least she made it." Spike said putting his big strong arms around my waist and pulling me back towards his chest. Which caused Cordelia to huff and turn round to face the rest of the gang; I don't think she liked being spoken to like that. Especially when she knew Spike was right.

"Hey you." I said turning around in his arms.

"Hey…" Spike said giving me one of those intense looks that turns my legs to jelly and causes my stomach to flip. Spike captured my lips in a searing kiss and before I knew what he was doing, Spike's hands were moving down my back and sliding underneath my top, rubbing circles into my skin. Forgetting where we were, I let out a moan and grabbed fistfuls of his jacket until I was broken out of my haze...

"Get a room, you guys!"

"Thanks Anya!" I yelled back, scolding her as I did so.

After Spike's and my little show outside of the mall, Cordelia decided to keep us apart so we had the maximum amount of time to choose our dresses and accessories. Spike and the rest of the guys went tux shopping, although I swear I could see them heading in the direction of the arcade. Of course I would never tell Cordy that now would I?

Hours had past and I still hadn't found a dress, Willow and Tara were quick to find ones that they loved and Anya already knew the one she wanted. So in a haste to hopefully find what we were looking for Cordy, Anya and I headed to April Fools and were surprised to find the guys in there looking rather lost.

"You guys haven't got your tuxes yet?" Cordelia yelled rather shrilly as soon as she walked through the door, all of the guys had the decency to look embarrassed, except Spike of course. When Cordy wasn't looking he'd smirk at the other guys, I couldn't help but roll my eyes, sometimes boys will be boys.

Her own dress forgotten Cordy had rallied the guys round getting them measured and was helping them pick out their tuxes. I on the other hand was distracted by the dusty pink floor length gown in the shop window, which I just had to try on. Anya had already made her way over to the lingerie department and was selecting underwear for herself, or should I say Angel. After asking the shop assistant to help me retrieve the dress from the manikin in the shop window I made my way over to the dressing rooms. However before I could shut the wooden door closed, Anya was passing me some pink lacy lingerie that matched the colour of my dress exactly.

"I believe they're your size." She said giving me a wink and disappearing into the next cubical. There was no harm in trying it on was there?

Now I know why Anya wears this stuff, I actually looked pretty good. Turning around so I could get a full 360 degree view of myself I thought oh yea, I look hot! Thinking I better get around to trying the dress on, I reached for the hanger but before I could there was a knock at the door.

"I'm getting dressed in here!"

Another knock followed "Hey! Cut it out Anya, I'm hardly wearing anything."

"Even better luv."

"Spike?" I know I shouldn't have done it, but I grabbed hold of my discarded t-shirt to cover up my state of undress. But unfortunately it didn't do a very good job, seeming as I was wearing so little the t-shirt didn't cover up much. I unlocked the door, only for it to be pushed open by Spike, letting himself in and locking the door behind him. Turning around he got the first full view of me.

"Buffy, what are you doing… are you naked under there?"

"Erm, well … I … umm … erm … not exactly. Anya gave me this lingerie to try on. I didn't want to, but I was curious, so I just did … I haven't even tried the dress on yet."

"Let me see."

"I don't think that's a good idea, I wanted it to be a surprise."

"I meant what you're wearing now." Spike said with a lustful look in his eyes.

"I REALLY don't think that's a good idea."

"Please?" He said pouting; I couldn't help but smile at that.

"Alright, but I'm not sure that I'm going to buy them." I said slowly lowering the t-shirt away from myself.

"God Buffy." Spike said eyes wide and fully dilated. Before I knew it he was upon me, grabbing hold of my waist and pulling me roughly against him, kissing me soundly on the mouth and trailing bruising kisses along my neck.

KNOCK, KNOCK

"Miss, Erm Miss… these aren't co-ed changing rooms."

I could hear Spike physically growl as he stepped away from me. "How come we are always interrupted?"

"Miss? Miss! Please can you ask your gentleman friend to leave?"

I reluctantly let Spike out of the changing room and after I finished dressing. I exited the changing room to find the agitated sales clerk still standing there.

"I'll take these." I said holding up the lingerie.