Title: Temptation Island

Summary: When the reality television show "Temptation Island" guests start disappearing Angel and Cordelia must go under cover to find out why. Special appearances by Xander and Anya.

Disclaimer: In First chapter.

Chapter Three

"We can't tell you how excited we were when you called us. Weren't we honey," Cordelia took a seat in David Glace's office. She looked sexy and professional in her tight midnight blue skirt, and blazer.

Angel looked as though he just stepped of the cover of GQ magazine. His black suit was cut to mould his broad shoulders and sculpted chest and stomach. The pants hugged his ass and muscular legs. He wore an open collar, crimson, silk shirt underneath. He smiled at David, "Very excited."

"Well I was very impressed with your video. I can tell that you are very devoted, that's good. We like out show to have tension, not melodrama."

Why did Cordelia just smile at Angel? He's not melodramatic.

"We don't want the couples pretending to be upset if they really aren't. And if they really aren't then they are not the type of people we are looking for. You understand that if we choose you to be on our show that we will expect you to interact with the singles. This won't be a vacation, we are allowing you to test your devotion to each other in a controlled environment. When you leave our island you will know the truth about your partner. After one week of the opposite sex throwing themselves at them, they might stray or they might not. Either way you won't not have to go through the pain of not knowing ever again."

Angel didn't like that. The thought of handsome men touching Cordelia, never mind having sex with her, made it very difficult for him to suppress a growl. He reached across the tiny space between their chair and seized her hand. Her small smile made his stomach flutter. This was business. Even if Cordelia did want to have sex with one of those men she wouldn't.

Angel having sex. The thought made her almost laugh. He's eunuch. Extremely gorgeous, brave and interesting but eunuch. Even with all those girls hurling themselves at him, he wouldn't do it. He wouldn't jeopardize his soul or redemption for a piece of ass. But he could do it. Those women would mean nothing to him. They wouldn't even come close to perfection no matter how amazing they were in the sack. He had to love them. So Angel *could* get some. He could finally lose all the sexual tension he's been carrying around for the last four years. He could finally be cheerful or at least agreeable in the morning. When Angel slipped his hand into hers she smiled at him. She will make it her personal mission that by the end of this trip, Angel was going to get laid.

David's voice pulled her out of her thoughts, "I just need to ask a few questions and then we'll be done. First off, how long have you two been together?"

Cordelia decided to field this one, "About two years now."

"Great," David seemed genuinely pleased. "How did you meet?"

"We met each other when Cordelia was in high school, but we weren't interested in each other then."

"Speak for yourself. I happen to remember that my most embarrassing moments in high school consisted of you brushing me off."

"I was dating Buffy then," he defended himself.

Cordelia rolled her eyes, "I know, I was there for the entire tragic love story. All I was saying was that I had a crush on you didn't return the sentiment."

"I'm sorry but I didn't know."

"You were totally dense. I could have walked into the room naked and you wouldn't spare me a glance, but Buffy would walk in wearing the frumpiest outfit and you were all over her."

Angel looked at David, who leaned back in his chair enjoying the show, "Can we not do this now?"

"Fine," she folded her arms across her chest and pouted.

David cleared his throat and continued with the questioning, "Why do you guys want to go to the island?"

"Because I don't trust him. Every time some blonde walks by I'm afraid he'll chase after her."

"I would never do that."

"Oh yeah," she leaned towards him, "Remember Darla?

"Who's Darla?" David's curiosity was peaked.

"Nobody," Angel snapped.

"Nobody? She was a nobody?" She turned to face David, "About eight months ago his ex-girlfriend Darla shows up in town and he dropped me like a hot potato. Then it doesn't work out and he comes crawling back to me. I forgive him obviously, but what happens when his other ex's come to town? I'm always on edge because I don't know if he's really devoted to me." Cordelia pulled a tissue out of her purse and dabbed her watering eyes.

Angel reached for both of her hands and made her face him. "Cordelia, I told you that she was a mistake. I know I can't apologize enough for how I hurt you but I thought that we had moved on. I thought that we worked through all of this."

"We did, and I'm sorry I just got worked up," she gave him a small smile.

They both turned back to the show's producer to finish answering his questions. "You're ready to continue? I'm almost afraid to ask this, what type of people do you usually date?"

"Blondes," Cordelia brisk one word answer was so full of contempt that it caught both men off guard.

"Excuse me?"

"Angel likes blondes. I'm the first brunette."

"There was Dru-" At her sharp glare he stopped speaking. "Cordelia likes guys who are rich and handsome. She prefers if they're brave and interesting, but they must be rich and handsome."

"Hey, I am not that shallow. You're not rich and I'm dating you."

"But I still pay your bills."

"You do not pay my bills. I am your employee. I work for the money you give me, and then I pay my bills. And you know what? You really aren't that good looking right now. Or a least you won't be when I'm done with you."

"Alright let's move on. Why do you think that out of all of the applicants you should be the ones chosen?"

Cordelia simply stated, "I think we should be chosen because we are both attractive, interesting people and we are both are willing to lower our moral standards for the show's ratings."

David smiled at her response. He knew these two would be gold. They have serious issues and viewers would love to watch them stab each other in the back. He stood up and held out his hand, "I have to run this by a few more people, but I think it's same to say welcome to Temptation Island."

Cordelia smiled brightly at him and took the offered hand, "Thank you so much. You won't regret this."

After Angel shook his hand they left the office. As they pulled out of the parking lot Angel said, "The tears were a nice touch."

She grinned at him, "I thought so."

~*~*~*~

"Hello?" Anya's voice practically sang into the phone.

"Yes, hello. My name is David Glace, I'm the producer and creator of the reality television show 'Temptation Island'. To whom am I speaking?"

"Oh my goodness. This is Anya, my boyfriend and I applied to be on your show."

"That's why I'm calling. We have made our decision and we would like for you two to join us next season on 'Temptation Island'."

Anya was still jumping up and screaming when Xander got home from work an hour later.

"What? What is it?"

"We got on. We are going to be on television. They are going to give us money."

He grabbed her shoulders to stop her bouncing, "Slow down Anya. What happened?"

"Some guy from 'Temptation Island' called. They want us on their show. They want us," her jumping commenced again.

Xander couldn't believe it. Out of every couple that applied, they got it? Why would anyone choose them? They're not especially interesting, outside of the demon world that is. He's a construction worker and she manages a magic shop. Aside from the demon hunting, and being a former demon, they were really boring people.

Anya finally collapsed beside him on the couch. She put her head on his shoulder and looked up at him through her eyelashes, "Are you happy?"

He slowly smiled, "Always."

~TBC~