* Thanks for the feedback. I would say it is taking place after Hells Bells. Sorry for any typing or grammar mistakes. You get my stories straight as they come from my head and I type them. It is hard for me to proof my own work. Also, I am a Buffy Spike shipper, so this story is B/S all the way.
Chapter 6
I'm Not Available
Buffy stretched out on the sofa with the journal in her hands. She opened it to the next section that Whistler had marked and began to read.
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I saw him again last night. How he irritates me. So cool, so sure of himself and such an ass. I was out patrolling and had just easily taken out two fledglings when I heard some clapping. I turned to see Spike casually leaning against a headstone. His bleach white hair stood out against the night. My heart was pounding as I moved toward him. I asked "What are you doing out here?"
"Isn't that obvious pet, I'm watching you fight? You have talent, but you drop your right shoulder and you telegraph your kicks. If someone took the time to study your moves they could defeat you," he told her.
I was stunned. Who did he think he was? Did he think he could do better? "I guess you could do better? I am the Slayer, the chosen one, and the girl with the ability to slay the vampires. I know you're not with the Watchers Council. So who are you and why are you watching me?"
He started laughing at me. "You thought I was a watcher. Do I look all book wormy to you?" he said while continuing to laugh.
"What's so funny? You are British and seem to know things…. about vampires and evil. You knew who I was," I added.
He stopped laughing and moved toward me. As he ran the back of his left hand down my right cheek he proclaimed, "Oh Yes, I know all about evil and I know what makes you tick Slayer." He slid around me until my back was against his chest and his right arm was around my waist. He pulled me to him and whispered in my ear, "I know your attracted to me…but your out of your league little girl." He pulled me closer his left hand caressing my hip then sliding up to lightly brush my left breast. I let out a low moan. It seemed to have an effect on him. "Ahhhha….. ssslayer you could almost make a man forget," Spike said as he pushed his pelvis into my backside. I could feel his desire against my bottom.
It thrilled me but at the same time it scared me. I tried to pull away. "No Spike, we can't I….I can't," I begged him.
He continued to hold me and nuzzled my neck telling me, "What I could do to you luv. You know your too trusting and it will be your downfall. I'm a bad man Buffy and you let me this close."
I took a deep breath and said, "Maybe I like bad boys." I pushed my rear harder against his erection. That got a moan from him.
"You play a dangerous game Slayer. I'm not a boy. You should be with a nice little school boy not a dangerous man like me," he growled. He pushed me away from him. "Find a nice school boy Buffy. I'm not available. I'm only here for business."
"Business, you're here for business then why were you touching me?" I cried out.
He stood staring at me. "I'm only here to help you take out some vampires not be your schoolgirl crush. I'll give you information and teach you a thing or two about fighting, but I'm not going to be your lover."
That did it. You could hear the crack through the night as I slapped him across the face. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you," I screamed as I ran into the night.
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Dawn came bouncing down the stairs to see Buffy sleeping on the sofa with the open journal on her lap.
