Ren turned on him, emotions burning in her violet eyes. Xander liked
to rile women up, but this one was the most interesting, she looked like
she could spit fire if she wanted to.
"I've wasted enough time already, I'm not about to waist more explaining anything to the likes of you"
Xander said as he walked past her and reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out his communicator and typed in some numbers and swore loudly when Gibbons didn't answer his. Ren was regarding him bitterly
"You think you are the only one who gave anything up for this? You're wrong. I've given up 8 months. My boyfriend for 4 years had broken up with me over this"
Xander shrugged and raised an eyebrow
"Sorry princess. Lucky for me, I don't have that problem"
Ren had a very pleasant vision of her biting his head off and spitting it out, but she didn't have the strength to do it.
"Look don't shit on my broken heart just because you've converted to some warped brand of romantic atheism!"
Now it was his turn to react. He turned and slowly stalked over to her, pinning her to the counter with the hardness of his body. His voice was barely more then a guttural growl. Ren's eyes widened when his lips got dangerously close to hers that she could feel the heat radiating off him.
"You should have gone home and let the big boys play with the toys Mizz Logan"
If he hadn't seen anything in her beautiful amethyst eyes he would have gotten closer to her, to feel that wonderfully lithe body under his, but he saw fear under them like swirling purple embers. With a sigh of defeat he backed off and looked at her with amusement
"Did you bring anything pretty and female with you?"
"What?"
Ren asked, suddenly cautious
"Do you have any dresses?"
He asked slowly like he would to a 5 year old. Ren's face became puzzled
"Dresses?"
"Yeah, things that women wear, come in a variety of shapes sizes and colors?"
"I know what they are. I meant why are you asking"
Xander ran a calloused hand over his head
"Because I'm taking you out to dinner tonight"
"Cute"
"No, I mean it"
Ren backed away from him slowly
"To make up for my ungentlemanly behavior. Besides, you could explain the whole mission thing while we're out."
Ren shrugged a delicate shoulder
"I might have packed one or two away"
Xander smiled and winked as he told her to be ready at 8 as he walked into the bathroom leaving Ren alone and rather confused.
"Well then,"
She said to herself. She climbed the stairs to her bedroom and pulled out her black suitcase out of the closet and threw it on the bed so it pounced a few times. She unzipped it and rummaged through the variety of clothes she had brought. After tossing old shirts and endless pairs of jeans, she came upon a icy blue silk dress that stopped at her thighs, and a silvery purple one that stopped at the knee. She opted for the shorter dress and pulled out the ice-pick thin white shoes she had brought for some reason or the other. She shed her other clothes and naked, tossed the other clothes in the suitcase and returned it to the closet. She pulled the smooth silk over her skin and played with the ends of her hair until they lay in a pretty wave. Suddenly, she was very tired. She slipped the silk off and replaced it with the comfortable PJ pants and a tank top. She climbed in between the sheets of the bed and slowly drifted to sleep.
When she woke, the small clock beside the bed told her it was 7:30. She jumped up and looked frantically around the room for the dress she had discarded. She found it on the floor half shoved under the bed. Luckily, it wasn't wrinkled or stained by the accidentally spilled bottle of nail polish. She strapped on the shoes and pulled the dress. She dashed into the connecting bathroom and applied a light coat of rose lip-gloss and a touch of blush and added a hand full of gel to make her hair seem wavy. She nearly stumbled down the stairs and saw Xander wearing dark slacks and a white shirt. He looks like some sort of western outlaw, she thought to herself.
"You look good"
He said with an approving grin. Uncomfortable by his piercing stare, she pulled the hem of the red dress down a little.
"You don't look too bad yourself cowboy"
Xander grinned
"Cowboy?"
Ren blushed when she realized her slip.
"Nothing. Where are we going?"
She asked as she shifted in the foot killing shoes to find a semi- comfy medium between the pain and numbness. Xander slowly digested all the soft features of her face, the smooth skin that looked like pure sweet cream and he began to wonder if it would taste as sweet. She had high cheekbones that gave her a look of royalty and a chin that was a bit too stubborn for classic beauty. Despite her eyes, what intrigued him most were her come-and-kiss-me-boy lips that were painted a glossy rose.
"What are you in the mood for?"
He asked, a little embarrassed that images of the two of them heating up the sheets had made his voice drop 5 decibels. Ren ran her fingers through the ends of her hair that the fading sun had teased some red out of.
"Italian?"
He bit his lip softly, but the deep rumbling laugh still escaped him
"What?"
Ren asked uncertainly
"If you want Italian, I'll cook"
Ren raised a surprised eyebrow.
"You cook?"
Xander responded to her comment by a quick and cocky grin. He snagged his beloved black leather bomber jacket off the back of a chair and walked towards the door.
"There's a grocer on the corner. You like lasagna?"
Ren's surprise turned into a smile as she said
"I love it"
Xander flashed her of his infamous cocky grins and left. Watching him leave, Ren lowered herself to a chair and took a deep breath.
"It's just dinner, do not adapt feelings for your partner no feelings no feelings no feelings"
She muttered to herself. She finally relaxed her began to feel extremely calm as she rocked back and forth on the chair legs. No matter what she told herself, this was going to be a very interesting dinner indeed.
"I've wasted enough time already, I'm not about to waist more explaining anything to the likes of you"
Xander said as he walked past her and reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out his communicator and typed in some numbers and swore loudly when Gibbons didn't answer his. Ren was regarding him bitterly
"You think you are the only one who gave anything up for this? You're wrong. I've given up 8 months. My boyfriend for 4 years had broken up with me over this"
Xander shrugged and raised an eyebrow
"Sorry princess. Lucky for me, I don't have that problem"
Ren had a very pleasant vision of her biting his head off and spitting it out, but she didn't have the strength to do it.
"Look don't shit on my broken heart just because you've converted to some warped brand of romantic atheism!"
Now it was his turn to react. He turned and slowly stalked over to her, pinning her to the counter with the hardness of his body. His voice was barely more then a guttural growl. Ren's eyes widened when his lips got dangerously close to hers that she could feel the heat radiating off him.
"You should have gone home and let the big boys play with the toys Mizz Logan"
If he hadn't seen anything in her beautiful amethyst eyes he would have gotten closer to her, to feel that wonderfully lithe body under his, but he saw fear under them like swirling purple embers. With a sigh of defeat he backed off and looked at her with amusement
"Did you bring anything pretty and female with you?"
"What?"
Ren asked, suddenly cautious
"Do you have any dresses?"
He asked slowly like he would to a 5 year old. Ren's face became puzzled
"Dresses?"
"Yeah, things that women wear, come in a variety of shapes sizes and colors?"
"I know what they are. I meant why are you asking"
Xander ran a calloused hand over his head
"Because I'm taking you out to dinner tonight"
"Cute"
"No, I mean it"
Ren backed away from him slowly
"To make up for my ungentlemanly behavior. Besides, you could explain the whole mission thing while we're out."
Ren shrugged a delicate shoulder
"I might have packed one or two away"
Xander smiled and winked as he told her to be ready at 8 as he walked into the bathroom leaving Ren alone and rather confused.
"Well then,"
She said to herself. She climbed the stairs to her bedroom and pulled out her black suitcase out of the closet and threw it on the bed so it pounced a few times. She unzipped it and rummaged through the variety of clothes she had brought. After tossing old shirts and endless pairs of jeans, she came upon a icy blue silk dress that stopped at her thighs, and a silvery purple one that stopped at the knee. She opted for the shorter dress and pulled out the ice-pick thin white shoes she had brought for some reason or the other. She shed her other clothes and naked, tossed the other clothes in the suitcase and returned it to the closet. She pulled the smooth silk over her skin and played with the ends of her hair until they lay in a pretty wave. Suddenly, she was very tired. She slipped the silk off and replaced it with the comfortable PJ pants and a tank top. She climbed in between the sheets of the bed and slowly drifted to sleep.
When she woke, the small clock beside the bed told her it was 7:30. She jumped up and looked frantically around the room for the dress she had discarded. She found it on the floor half shoved under the bed. Luckily, it wasn't wrinkled or stained by the accidentally spilled bottle of nail polish. She strapped on the shoes and pulled the dress. She dashed into the connecting bathroom and applied a light coat of rose lip-gloss and a touch of blush and added a hand full of gel to make her hair seem wavy. She nearly stumbled down the stairs and saw Xander wearing dark slacks and a white shirt. He looks like some sort of western outlaw, she thought to herself.
"You look good"
He said with an approving grin. Uncomfortable by his piercing stare, she pulled the hem of the red dress down a little.
"You don't look too bad yourself cowboy"
Xander grinned
"Cowboy?"
Ren blushed when she realized her slip.
"Nothing. Where are we going?"
She asked as she shifted in the foot killing shoes to find a semi- comfy medium between the pain and numbness. Xander slowly digested all the soft features of her face, the smooth skin that looked like pure sweet cream and he began to wonder if it would taste as sweet. She had high cheekbones that gave her a look of royalty and a chin that was a bit too stubborn for classic beauty. Despite her eyes, what intrigued him most were her come-and-kiss-me-boy lips that were painted a glossy rose.
"What are you in the mood for?"
He asked, a little embarrassed that images of the two of them heating up the sheets had made his voice drop 5 decibels. Ren ran her fingers through the ends of her hair that the fading sun had teased some red out of.
"Italian?"
He bit his lip softly, but the deep rumbling laugh still escaped him
"What?"
Ren asked uncertainly
"If you want Italian, I'll cook"
Ren raised a surprised eyebrow.
"You cook?"
Xander responded to her comment by a quick and cocky grin. He snagged his beloved black leather bomber jacket off the back of a chair and walked towards the door.
"There's a grocer on the corner. You like lasagna?"
Ren's surprise turned into a smile as she said
"I love it"
Xander flashed her of his infamous cocky grins and left. Watching him leave, Ren lowered herself to a chair and took a deep breath.
"It's just dinner, do not adapt feelings for your partner no feelings no feelings no feelings"
She muttered to herself. She finally relaxed her began to feel extremely calm as she rocked back and forth on the chair legs. No matter what she told herself, this was going to be a very interesting dinner indeed.