While Jay locked up downstairs Buffy went upstairs. She undressed, washing her face, brushing her teeth and changing into a ocean blue see-through lace body stocking. It had just enough green to bring out her eyes. Buffy walked into the bedroom and arranged herself on Jay's bed and waited patiently.

Checking to make sure all of the lights were off he started upstairs, anticipation making his breath shaky.

"Buffy?"

"In the bedroom." She answered.

Walking in he said, "Buffy, do you think…" and his voice trailed off, lust and love slamming through him as he looked at her.

"Wow, and wow again." He said eloquently. He walked over to the bed, kneeling down beside her. He kissed her cheek softly, moving down to her chin, seeing her eyes drift close. His mouth moved to her other cheek then moved to her lips, licking her bottom lip before plundering her mouth.

Buffy felt hot and cold. Totally aroused out of her mind. She took the buttons of his shirt and slowly undid them, kissing the exposed skin, moving lower and lower, hearing his gasps and moans. His shirt fluttered to the ground and Buffy's hands found the downy hair that trailed from his outstanding abs down into the waistband of his jeans. Her mouth followed, making wet designs in the hair, dipping her tongue under the waistband and making him crazy with desire.

They both pulled back, breathing harshly and Buffy smiled at the sheer desire on Jay's face. She started to undo his jeans but Jay placed a trembling hand over hers. "Wait." He whispered harshly.

"What?"

"I love you Buffy, I want to make this special." He stood and her body followed, leaning against his chest and rubbing sensuously against him.

She regarded him seriously, "Every time is."

He banded his arms around her and kissed her deeply. When they couldn't breathe he pulled back, stood and shucked off the rest of his clothes, taking her hand and pulling her up against him, his erection brushing her stomach. He slowly peeled away her body stocking, mouth following with open mouthed kisses designed to tease and taunt.

He lay her back on the bed, her face flushed and her lips swollen from her kisses. He moved to straddle and kissed her again. She bucked against him and rubbed, making him gasp slightly.

"Jay, this is taking too long." She whispered and began to reach her hands down when he grabbed them.

"Nuh uh, let me."

Pulling her hands back she nods, "Knock yourself out." She smiled sexily and he groaned, rolling his eyes. He moved between her legs, smiling as she arched to meet him. He carefully moved into her, gritting his teeth for self control as her tight wet heat surrounded him. Finally fully into her he stopped, arms on each side of her head, trying to salvage the threads of self control he could feel snapping as she writhed underneath him.

Buffy had enough of him being still and bent her legs, making him slide in a fraction more and causing his eyes to widen. "Quit stalling." And she tightened around him, making him shout.Jay pulled out and thrust into Buffy, grunting with the pleasure of it, the pleasure of her arms wrapping around him, meeting him thrust for thrust, her gasping cries spurring him on to pleasure her more.

Buffy threw her head back and called his name, her wet heat encircling him so tightly that his climax followed, making him gasp, eyes tight shut as he rode it out. Trembling violently, Jay collapsed his arms that he had locked up and groaned, sliding to Buffy' side. "I love you Buffy." He whispered and she smiled against his shoulder, "Love you too, sleepy now." They lay curled around each other and fell to sleep.

Sgt. Ireland's phone call started a chain reaction of events that nobody could predict….

On Friday Jay took Buffy to Cassie's varsity basketball game, cheering for the tall blonde as she played and her team won their game.

Cassie came up and her face lit up, "Buffy! Jay! You came to my game!"

Buffy grinned, "I wanted to see about this kid that her mother brags about. You played so good that I wanted to go down and be a cheerleader again."

Janet walked up, "Well, this is a surprise." She looked over at the beaming Cassie, "Isn't she great?"

"Mo-om!" Cassie moaned in embarrassment in that way that only teenagers can do.

Jay laughed at the expression on Janet's face, "Poor mama."

Cassie bounced away to her teammates with a wave, laughing with her friends and flirting with a guy in the crowd.

"Janet, she's so great. I wish she could meet Dawnie, they have a lot in common." Buffy said, not knowing how true that was.

Janet grunted, "Right now I'd pay you to take her."

Later that night they met Jack, Daniel and Sam at O'Malley's. Jack smiled as the couple walked into the bar, "Look at the little lovebirds." He said.

Sam turned and smiled, " They look good together." She watched as Jay bent down to ask Buffy a question and how Buffy's face lit up, her hand touching his face in such a loving way that it made Sam jealous.

Jack watched the emotions cross Sam's face and he could tell what she was thinking. He carefully took her hand, twining their fingers and causing her eyes to fly to his. "Soon." He said simply. As Jay and Buffy approached Sam pulled her fingers away with a caress, making Jack smile and Daniel turn a blind eye.

Daniel stood, "Hey guys, you made it." He shook Jay's hand, "What can I get you Buffy?" he asked after kissing her on the cheek.

She tilted her head and smiled, "Um, a virgin daiquiri?"

"You don't drink?" Jack asked incredulously. He held out her chair, bumping Jay out of the way, making him laugh.

Seating herself, she shook her head and smiled, "Alcohol and Buffy don't mix very well."

"With this guy you'll need the alcohol." Jack advised cheerfully.

Jay fished an ice cube out of his coke and threw it at Jack.

"Very juvenile Colonel, very juvenile."

They sat around a large table and chatted about politics, (screwed six ways to Sunday), gossip about the people they worked with and then told Buffy embarrassing stories about Jay, making him groan and roll his eyes.

A slow song came on and Jay pulled Buffy to her feet and dragged her to the small dance floor. Wrapping his arms around her he expertly moved her around the dance floor, his dark eyes on hers.

"What's the matter?" she whispered and he smiled slowly.

"Everything's right in my world." Was his soft reply.

They had the perfect weekend and on Sunday night Buffy flew back to Cleveland.