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Let's play detective
Faye grinned widely, and let her head fall onto Spike's chest. He crooned in Faye's ear as the door was heard. Faye jumped up, and went to her room. Spike sighed, and went to his. He had been about to open the cookie jar when that stupid door got in the way. Spike lay on his bed with a frown. Was he about to have sex with Faye? His mind was so clouded with the alcohol that he hadn't had control.
Faye lay on her bed wishing that Spike was there with her. While she remembered his hot breath in her ear, she fell asleep. She wished that Spike had kissed her red lips. Touched her body. Now it was all over.
Spike frowned as the knocks continued. He threw his legs over the side of the bed, and went to go answer it. Spike saw an empty beer can on the coach as he went to the door. Jet hollered to be let in. Jet walked in, and frowned at the site of the cans of beer. Spike had forgotten that he didn't know when or why Jet left. Spike realized that he had left with the rest of the crew (other than Faye) to get a bounty. Slowly moving Spike went back to his room as Jet began to pick up the cans.
Faye had woken up with Jet's yells. Not even thirty minutes of sleep. She put her hand on her head to stop herself from pulling her hair out. She had such a big headache. Had she really almost slept with Spike? Just then, Faye remembered her sister on the floor. She was going to play detective. Suddenly Spike walked in.
Spike looked at Faye's slender body. She still had that sexy dress on. Without another thought he asked Faye what the action in the living room had been. Faye shrugged, and admitted she was drunk. Spike was disappointed in the fact that she had been drunk. It could have been so much more between them. Dismissing the thought, Spike asked Faye what she had been thinking about.
"I found my sister dead…I'm going to find who did it."
"I'll go with you to play detective."
"No!"
"I think I might know who did it." Faye shook with terror. She didn't want to bring Spike, but she had no choice.
Rifaye- so….
Let's play detective
Faye grinned widely, and let her head fall onto Spike's chest. He crooned in Faye's ear as the door was heard. Faye jumped up, and went to her room. Spike sighed, and went to his. He had been about to open the cookie jar when that stupid door got in the way. Spike lay on his bed with a frown. Was he about to have sex with Faye? His mind was so clouded with the alcohol that he hadn't had control.
Faye lay on her bed wishing that Spike was there with her. While she remembered his hot breath in her ear, she fell asleep. She wished that Spike had kissed her red lips. Touched her body. Now it was all over.
Spike frowned as the knocks continued. He threw his legs over the side of the bed, and went to go answer it. Spike saw an empty beer can on the coach as he went to the door. Jet hollered to be let in. Jet walked in, and frowned at the site of the cans of beer. Spike had forgotten that he didn't know when or why Jet left. Spike realized that he had left with the rest of the crew (other than Faye) to get a bounty. Slowly moving Spike went back to his room as Jet began to pick up the cans.
Faye had woken up with Jet's yells. Not even thirty minutes of sleep. She put her hand on her head to stop herself from pulling her hair out. She had such a big headache. Had she really almost slept with Spike? Just then, Faye remembered her sister on the floor. She was going to play detective. Suddenly Spike walked in.
Spike looked at Faye's slender body. She still had that sexy dress on. Without another thought he asked Faye what the action in the living room had been. Faye shrugged, and admitted she was drunk. Spike was disappointed in the fact that she had been drunk. It could have been so much more between them. Dismissing the thought, Spike asked Faye what she had been thinking about.
"I found my sister dead…I'm going to find who did it."
"I'll go with you to play detective."
"No!"
"I think I might know who did it." Faye shook with terror. She didn't want to bring Spike, but she had no choice.
Rifaye- so….