Edward got up early that day. She carefully picked out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt from her new clothes. She wasn't too sure as of what happened the night before. She remembered bits and pieces. She could recall her and that guy going from store to store, picking out all kinds of expensive things. Edward could faintly remember the dinner. The bright lights from the chandeliers, the piano music, the food. And this new drink he had gotten her to try. And the phone call of course...but everything else...was a complete and total blank. But she could remember how pissed off at Spike she was. And that was what really made her want to go out with that guy. To show Spike Speigal that if HE didn't want her around, then there was someone who did.
Ein watched his master get dressed. He's ears perked out every now and then. Ed gave him two handfuls of dog treats and scratched behind his ears. "Be back Ein," she whispered winking at him. After that, she swiftly left out of the hotel room.
The sound of the heavy cherrywood doors closing woke Spike up. His eyes shot open, but the bright morning sun made them close again. He groaned, scratching his bare chest and sat up. He ran his hands over the satin sheets and looked around. Without noticing it, his hand roamed over something soft and firm. He ran his hand over it again and smiled. Spike almost fixed his mouth to say Julia, but reality smacked him in he face. His eyebrows furrowed together and he grabbed a handful of the sheets and pulled them back. He secretly wished to see a mass of golden curls to be spilled all over the pillow and sheets. Then he almost wanted to see a pair of emerald eyes to look back at him. Instead he saw the exact opposite of what he wanted to see. Long black hair and huge blue eyes looked at him through heavy eyelids.
"Marie?"
"Mmmmmmmm, Spike," the woman moaned out, throwing an arm over him. He felt her naked legs entwined with his and he stiffened.
"What are you doin' here?" he said hardly above a whisper. That's when he spotted the empty bottles on the floor, along with the discarded clothing.
"Amazing what a few Long Island Ice Teas can do huh?" Marie giggled. Spike feel back into the pillow, a headache rolled into his brain like a thunderstorm. And..Edward.
"OH shit.."
Ed skipped happily along the streets, a few people stopped and looked at her as if she was crazy, but she didn't mind them. Ein trotted up beside her quickly.
"Ein! Where did you come from?" She squealed out, stopping to pet his head.
"So this is the famous Ein?" A smooth voice said from no where. Edward looked up into his eyes and smiled. He was standing their in a red button down shirt and black pants. He smiled warmly as she jumped up and hugged him.
"Ein this is...um..my friend." Ed said, suddenly realizing he hadn't told her his name. But then again, maybe he had. Maybe she just didn't remember. She walked as he bent down slightly and held a hand out for Ein to stiff. Edward narrowed her bright amber eyes as Ein glared back at the hand. He refused to take it! He pressed his lips together, looked at Ed from the corner of his eye and advanced on Ein.
"Come Here lil fella," he said, reaching to scratch his ears. In a flash, Ein barked viciously and growled. Edward put a hand on his shoulder and she looked at the canine.
"Ein!" she whispered. The dog barked again and snapped at the hand. The young man jumped back quickly, anger flashing through his pale eyes. Ein grabbed Ed's jean with his teeth and tried to pry her away from the boy. She kicked her leg and the dog let go. "Ein go home!" she said. She grabbed his arm and marched away from the dog, leaving him with a confused look on his furry face.
Ein watched his master get dressed. He's ears perked out every now and then. Ed gave him two handfuls of dog treats and scratched behind his ears. "Be back Ein," she whispered winking at him. After that, she swiftly left out of the hotel room.
The sound of the heavy cherrywood doors closing woke Spike up. His eyes shot open, but the bright morning sun made them close again. He groaned, scratching his bare chest and sat up. He ran his hands over the satin sheets and looked around. Without noticing it, his hand roamed over something soft and firm. He ran his hand over it again and smiled. Spike almost fixed his mouth to say Julia, but reality smacked him in he face. His eyebrows furrowed together and he grabbed a handful of the sheets and pulled them back. He secretly wished to see a mass of golden curls to be spilled all over the pillow and sheets. Then he almost wanted to see a pair of emerald eyes to look back at him. Instead he saw the exact opposite of what he wanted to see. Long black hair and huge blue eyes looked at him through heavy eyelids.
"Marie?"
"Mmmmmmmm, Spike," the woman moaned out, throwing an arm over him. He felt her naked legs entwined with his and he stiffened.
"What are you doin' here?" he said hardly above a whisper. That's when he spotted the empty bottles on the floor, along with the discarded clothing.
"Amazing what a few Long Island Ice Teas can do huh?" Marie giggled. Spike feel back into the pillow, a headache rolled into his brain like a thunderstorm. And..Edward.
"OH shit.."
Ed skipped happily along the streets, a few people stopped and looked at her as if she was crazy, but she didn't mind them. Ein trotted up beside her quickly.
"Ein! Where did you come from?" She squealed out, stopping to pet his head.
"So this is the famous Ein?" A smooth voice said from no where. Edward looked up into his eyes and smiled. He was standing their in a red button down shirt and black pants. He smiled warmly as she jumped up and hugged him.
"Ein this is...um..my friend." Ed said, suddenly realizing he hadn't told her his name. But then again, maybe he had. Maybe she just didn't remember. She walked as he bent down slightly and held a hand out for Ein to stiff. Edward narrowed her bright amber eyes as Ein glared back at the hand. He refused to take it! He pressed his lips together, looked at Ed from the corner of his eye and advanced on Ein.
"Come Here lil fella," he said, reaching to scratch his ears. In a flash, Ein barked viciously and growled. Edward put a hand on his shoulder and she looked at the canine.
"Ein!" she whispered. The dog barked again and snapped at the hand. The young man jumped back quickly, anger flashing through his pale eyes. Ein grabbed Ed's jean with his teeth and tried to pry her away from the boy. She kicked her leg and the dog let go. "Ein go home!" she said. She grabbed his arm and marched away from the dog, leaving him with a confused look on his furry face.
