Unexpected
Visitors
A/N: Hey! Just wanted to get a huge thanks out to everyone who reviewed so far! You guys rock!
Rating: Pg13
Disclaimer: I can do this. I took special courses to say this. Alright here goes. "I, Rachel, do not....*clenches fists*.... do not...own.....*breathes heavily*..... Spike! *pouts*....yet.*evil grin*
Summary: Buffy Summers- a fresh upcoming model in the business is hired to do an intimate photo- shoot with Spike Johnson- the hottest thing in music. They will King and Queen of the year...but does hatred adn desire turn them into the couple of the year? B/S
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"S...Spike...mmm...." Buffy said dazily. An arm shook her violently.
" No, its Willow! Wake up! Come on Buffy!" Willow said annoyed shaking her more. She's been trying to wake her up for ten minutes now. She finally had it, and pushed her off of her bed completely, with a smack onto the floor.
"Ah!" Buffy's head jolted upright and she jumped up immediately. She glanced at Willow laughing at her. She smiled. "You think thats funny?!" Buffy mocked.
" No, I don't think thats funny. Whats funny is you dreaming about Spike!" Willow yelled as Buffy's jaw dropped open. 'What?! She didn't....how could she know I was dreaming of him?!'
" What?! I did not!" Buffy protested as Willow began to immitate her.
" Oh, Spike. Mmm...Spike!"
" I-I...did not say that! Shut up!" Buffy said throwing a pillow on her.
" Oh, yes. Spike!" Willow said still mocking her. Buffy nudged her on the arm.
" Shut up Will!" Buffy screamed. Just then, a knock came at the door, and Willow and Buffy glanced at each other and than ran to see who could open it first.
Buffy would of won, if she hadn't slipped on the floor and landed on the hard wood floors in pain. Willow was almost passed out laughing and swung open the door to reveal Spike all dressed and smirking. Buffy then sprang upright from the floor.
" Ey,luv's. What ya' up to?" Spike asked cooly.
" Oh, well, Buffy was just dreaming about yo-" Willow began but Buffy cupped her hand over her friends mouth to shut her up.
" Dreaming about....yo...yoga. Yeah, yoga." Buffy said as she came up with a flimsy excuse. Spike nodded like she was out of her mind.
" Yoga? Right." Spike asked giving both of them concerned glances.
" Spike? What are you doing here anyways?" Buffy said frustrated.
" Oh, yeah, here. Saw Wesley today, and he wanted me to give you your schedule for the week." Spike said pulling out the paper from his jacket and handing it to her.
" Great....thanks. So if thats it.....?" Buffy said breathing deeply. He kept smirking at her.
" Actually I was wondering if we could talk."Spike said. Buffy didn't want to talk to him, nonetheless see him. She was too confused about last night, and still had a lot of things to work out in her head.
" Not feeling too chatty this morning." Buffy said as he grabbed her arm.
" Well get bloody chatty." He said pulling her out into the hall, before she had time to protest the door was shut behind her, and he had her up against the wall.
" What are you doing?! Get off-" Buffy began but was cut off by Spike's lips crushing onto hers.
She resisted for a moment, tried to push him off but it felt so good. She leaned into it more, and deepened it. His hands roamed her back and lifted her up to the wall more for support. Her arms went sliding up his chest and went around his neck, pulling him down to her more. Her hands tangled in his bleached hair. A moan escaped from deep in her throat as he pushed onto her more.
Spike left her mouth and went to the hollow of her neck, and trailed downward before returning back to her mouth hungrily. When they broke apart for air, they were both breathless. She slid down from the wall, and when Spike came down to her again, kissing her neck, she held back.
" Spike, stop." Buffy pleaded, but he didn't.
" Why,luv?" He said moving up to her ear.
" Willow's in there. Not here, please." She begged, still resisting.
" Shh..." Spike said tracing a finger on her lips. She shook her head.
" Don't." Buffy said, not totally convinced she wanted him to stop. He came slowly down to her face,so she could see his blue eyes. He let her down, and she nodded, then slipped into her room sheepishly.
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" Buffy? What did Spike want?" Willow asked coming out of the bathroom, obviously she just had taken a shower.
"Huh? Oh...uh, just...stuff." Buffy said weakly, pulling a water bottle from the fridge and passing one to Willow.
" Stuff? Like...." Willow said not giving up.
" Just stuff!" Buffy shouted then realized that Willow was looking at her like she had three heads. "Sorry, just a little jumpy right now." Buffy amended.
" A little?" Willow said sarcastically. "Just he seemed....strange."
" Strange? Like...strange strange? Or just a little strange?" Buffy questioned. Will came up to her and shook her shoulders violently.
" Just strange. Geez, whats the matter with you lately? Are you okay?" Willow asked.
" Peachy." Buffy said. "So do you want to go outside today? Not come home until late. Maybe go out for a walk?" Buffy asked. She wanted to get far away from here, from Spike. If she wasn't home, then he couldn't find her. Therefore no weirdness between them.
" But...its raining out..." Willow trailed off as she gave her friend an 'are you crazy' look.
" Right, I knew that. Well how about a light jog around the hotel?" Buffy asked.
" Are you sure your fine? Did you have too much to drink last ngiht or something?" Willow asked. Buffy sighed smacking her head on the table.
" Listen, I'm going to get dressed, and go down to the shop downstairs. There's a few things I need to get." Buffy said just wanting to leave.
" Okay. Sure. Want me to come with?" Willow asked nicely.
" Nah, you stay here. I'll only be a little while."
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"Willow I'm home!" Buffy announced as she headed back into her apartment. She dropped her bags immediately at the site before her. Willow was sitting with Oz on the couch, and Spike was across from them! 'What the hell is going on?! Why is Spike here?!' Buffy thought as everyone turned and looked at her.
"Oh, hey Buffy! Done shopping?" Willow asked innocently. Buffy just stood there, her mouth still open in astonishment and anger.
"I-I.....you......he...who?" Buffy muttered. 'Oh great! Can't make out words now! Not even vowel sounds! I must look like a moron!' Buffy thought.
" Oh, well...Oz called me and I told him it would be okay if he came over...and then Spike knocked at the door looking for you, and it seems Oz and him know eachother, so I invited him to hang for a while.I thought you'd be home soon. I invited them for dinner." Willow explained smiling.
" That's okay isn't it,pet?" Spike smirked. She muttered something under her breath and forced herself to say.
"Oh....yeah. Its fine." Buffy said as she picked up her bags. " I'm just going to go......in here. Be right back." Buffy said plastering a fake smile on her face and turned into the kitchen.
" Argh!" Buffy screamed silently to herself as she calmed herself down." Alright, you can do this. Just go in....ask if anyones hungry, come in, make dinner, they eat, then leave. No big." She reassured herself. She took a deep breath before heading back in the sitting room.
" Back already, luv?" Spike asked as she looked about. She narrowed her eyes at him.
" No, I'm just standing here because I feel like it." Buffy muttered sarcastically.
" What?"
" Oh, I said....I just wanted to sit down." She said making up something. Willow nodded. Buffy's face stricken with terror as she realized there was only one more seat left....next to Spike! He was smirking at her, and his eyes never left her.
" Well by all means,luv. Come...sit." Spike said in a seductive tone that only she seemed to notice. Her stomach felt like it was on a rollar coaster ride, twisting and turning in knots as she sat down next to him.
" So how do you guys know each other?" Buffy said making conversation.
" Well Oz used to be the sound director for our band. He would check the amps and such. Sometimes play with us, he's a bloody excellent bass player. Well he got promoted and we moved to go on tour." Spike explained as she wished she was sitting next to anyone else.
" Interesting." Buffy managed to say shaking her head. Spike raised his eyes at her, as if to imply one thing, but she gave him a death stare and looked away.
" I'd love to see you play." Willow said to Oz. She was totally gushing over him.
" What do you want for dinner? I can make a mean pasta." Buffy said as she felt Spike's eyes on her again. He slowly was moving toward her on the couch, and his legs rubbing on hers gently. She resisted the urge to jump him and thought she better get away fast....or she didn't know what she would do.
" Cool." Oz replied.
" Sounds good. Spike can help you?" Willow asked her politely.
" No! I mean...er, thats not necessary." Buffy declinded.
" Sure, pet? I can be *very* helpful." Spike said as he slid his hand from the back of the couch where it was, to rubbing her neck descretely so no one could see. Buffy bit back the moan and got up.
" No, thats okay. I can do it myself." Buffy said as she headed into the kitchen at a fast pace.
Once she was in the room, she ran over to the sink and splashed her face with cold water, and dried it off. She took several deep breaths before opening the cabinets. She took out the ingredients and began to cook.
She reached for some glasses, and almost broke one, once she realised Spike was behind her. She let out a small yelp.
" Spike. You startled me." She said half annoyed.
" In a good or bad way?" He asked devilishley. She rolled her eyes and went back to work.
" Does it matter?" Buffy answered cooly, not really a question. She walked over to the sink.
" No, it really doesn't." Spike said.
" Whats that supposed to-" Buffy began but stopped as he came up behind her, slid his arms down hers, trapped her between his, and started kissing her neck tenderly as sensation flooded through her body. "Spike." She whispered.
"Hm....?" He whispered back continuing his work on her neck. She turned around to face him, still trapped in between his arms, but not escaping his touch.
" Stop that." She managed to say between gasps. He pulled back slightly to her face, inches away from her eyes and lips.
"Why?" He asked seductively.
" You know why." Buffy replied sternly.
" Do I?" Spike asked lowering himself down to her face.
" Willow and Oz....and....." Buffy trailed off as his lips pressed slightly on hers, but pulled away a little, waiting for her reaction. 'Fine, I give up!' She thought as she slid her arms around his waist , leaned up and kissed him softly. After a few minutes, they pulled apart.
" Let me help you." Spike said. She shook her head.
"Okay. Do you know how to make pasta?" Buffy said walking back over to the pot.
" What are you kidding me? If theres one thing any man in the world knows how to make, its pasta." Spike said boiling the water. " 'Sides, I'm an excellent cook."
" We'll see about that." Buffy mocked playfully.
" I should wear a sign that says kiss the cook." Spike joked. Buffy hit him on the arm.
" That or kick the cook. I like the second one better." Buffy said recieving a glare from him.
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" Buffy, that was delicious!" Willow said as they were all finishing their meal, and drinking coffee in the sitting room.
"Thanks, but Spike helped to." Buffy said as she smiled at Spike.
" Spike,man, you cook?" Oz said.
"Apparently he can." Buffy said.
"I better get back to my room. We have to get to set tomorrow early." Spike reminded Buffy, she rolled her eyes.
" What time?" She asked grumpily.
" You know, you should look at that little piece of paper I bloody gave you. It's called a schedule." Spike mocked as she hit him on the arm.
" Thanks. What time?" She repeated sweetly.
" 5:00. Were supposed to meet at this old mansion." Spike said giving her a questioning look.
" Do you happen to know why?" Buffy asked.
" We'll find tomorrow." Spike said getting up and heading towards the door.
" I should probably go to. But I'll call you tomorrow." Oz said as he made his way to the door also. Willow and Buffy got up and saw them to it.
"See you tomorrow. Bye." Buffy said as he gave her a peck on the cheek and walking out.
" Night, luv. Night Red." Spike said before disappearing into the hall.
"Bye Oz." Willow said cheerily as he shook his head.
"Bye." He said before leaving.
Buffy and Willow turned to each other as soon as the door was shut. Buffy's voice became merry.
"Oz seems nice."
"He's really cool! And so nice!" Willow gushed. Buffy made her way toward her bedroom as Willow followed her. "What about you and Spike?" Willow asked once they were in the room.
"What about us?" Buffy asked. Willow rolled her eyes in deisbelief.
" Oh come on. You can't see it?" Willow asked.
" See....what?.."
" He totally likes you!" Willow shouted.
" What?....Psh......no." Buffy denied.
" Way! He was always smiling at you, never left his eyes off of you, and wanted to help you in the kitchen. And how do you explain that kiss?" Willow asked as Buffy came to a halt. She spun around to her friend.
" Which kiss?...I mean what kiss?" Buffy asked mentally slapping herself.
" The one at the door! Which one did you think I was talking about?" Willow said.
" Uh....just....the one at the door." Buffy smiled.
" Right.... well, I'm saying he likes you."
" No,no. So doesn't." Buffy said.
" So does." Willow defended.
"Doesn't."
"Does."
"Doesn't!"
"Does!"
"This can go on for hours Will." Buffy said crossing her arms over her chest. Willow exhaled deeply.
" Fine. But he does." Willow said.
"Willow!" Buffy screamed.
" Fine, sorry. I think you like him too." Willow said, causing Buffy's mouth to drop wide open.
" What?! No, no!" Buffy said un-sure.
" Whats not to like? He's just your type." Willow said.
" I don't know if I have a type Will. I think when someone made up types, they skipped mine." Buffy pouted.
" Come on, you can honestly say you don't like him a little?" Willow asked. Buffy shrugged.
" I-I don't know. I mean, he is nice, and funny, and a little cute..." Buffy said. 'A little cute?! Ha! He made up the word hot!' Buffy thought.
" See, your starting to like him already." Willow beamed and patted her friend on the back. She smiled at Buffy one last time before exiting her room, leaving a deep in thought Buffy, standing still.
' Do I? Do I like him? Spike?..... No, no. I don't like him..... I can't like him. I mean he's....he's....Spike for crying out loud! Annoying, rude, obnoxious, loud, egotistical....hot, funny, sweet, sexy, adorable, nice....at times, and not to mention a great kisser. No! He's also my co- worker, and I just can't. Besides, I don't even know if he likes me. Its just...physical attraction is all.' Buffy thought as she slipped in her bed, and rested her head on her pillow.
' But what would be so bad? I mean, its just a guy. And he is really cool and... its just for a few weeks. I don't know. All this thinking is making my head hurt.' Buffy thought as she twisted and turned trying to fall asleep.
She couldn't. She had too much on her mind.... okay she just had one thing on her mind. Spike. But that was like a hundred things all rolled into one. Plus, she couldn't get the shoot tomorrow out of her mind.
'Why would they have us meet at an old mansion?! What am I going to be wearing? What are the shots going to be like?...' Buffys thought.
Finally she managed to fall asleep, anticipating about tomorrow and a certain blonde man.
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TBC......
A/N: Hey! Thanks for all the reviews! You guys are so nice! Each of you gets a big hug from Spike. Hehe. Well I hope you liked it! Whats to come you ask? The shoot? Spuffyness?
Please Review!!
A/N: Hey! Just wanted to get a huge thanks out to everyone who reviewed so far! You guys rock!
Rating: Pg13
Disclaimer: I can do this. I took special courses to say this. Alright here goes. "I, Rachel, do not....*clenches fists*.... do not...own.....*breathes heavily*..... Spike! *pouts*....yet.*evil grin*
Summary: Buffy Summers- a fresh upcoming model in the business is hired to do an intimate photo- shoot with Spike Johnson- the hottest thing in music. They will King and Queen of the year...but does hatred adn desire turn them into the couple of the year? B/S
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"S...Spike...mmm...." Buffy said dazily. An arm shook her violently.
" No, its Willow! Wake up! Come on Buffy!" Willow said annoyed shaking her more. She's been trying to wake her up for ten minutes now. She finally had it, and pushed her off of her bed completely, with a smack onto the floor.
"Ah!" Buffy's head jolted upright and she jumped up immediately. She glanced at Willow laughing at her. She smiled. "You think thats funny?!" Buffy mocked.
" No, I don't think thats funny. Whats funny is you dreaming about Spike!" Willow yelled as Buffy's jaw dropped open. 'What?! She didn't....how could she know I was dreaming of him?!'
" What?! I did not!" Buffy protested as Willow began to immitate her.
" Oh, Spike. Mmm...Spike!"
" I-I...did not say that! Shut up!" Buffy said throwing a pillow on her.
" Oh, yes. Spike!" Willow said still mocking her. Buffy nudged her on the arm.
" Shut up Will!" Buffy screamed. Just then, a knock came at the door, and Willow and Buffy glanced at each other and than ran to see who could open it first.
Buffy would of won, if she hadn't slipped on the floor and landed on the hard wood floors in pain. Willow was almost passed out laughing and swung open the door to reveal Spike all dressed and smirking. Buffy then sprang upright from the floor.
" Ey,luv's. What ya' up to?" Spike asked cooly.
" Oh, well, Buffy was just dreaming about yo-" Willow began but Buffy cupped her hand over her friends mouth to shut her up.
" Dreaming about....yo...yoga. Yeah, yoga." Buffy said as she came up with a flimsy excuse. Spike nodded like she was out of her mind.
" Yoga? Right." Spike asked giving both of them concerned glances.
" Spike? What are you doing here anyways?" Buffy said frustrated.
" Oh, yeah, here. Saw Wesley today, and he wanted me to give you your schedule for the week." Spike said pulling out the paper from his jacket and handing it to her.
" Great....thanks. So if thats it.....?" Buffy said breathing deeply. He kept smirking at her.
" Actually I was wondering if we could talk."Spike said. Buffy didn't want to talk to him, nonetheless see him. She was too confused about last night, and still had a lot of things to work out in her head.
" Not feeling too chatty this morning." Buffy said as he grabbed her arm.
" Well get bloody chatty." He said pulling her out into the hall, before she had time to protest the door was shut behind her, and he had her up against the wall.
" What are you doing?! Get off-" Buffy began but was cut off by Spike's lips crushing onto hers.
She resisted for a moment, tried to push him off but it felt so good. She leaned into it more, and deepened it. His hands roamed her back and lifted her up to the wall more for support. Her arms went sliding up his chest and went around his neck, pulling him down to her more. Her hands tangled in his bleached hair. A moan escaped from deep in her throat as he pushed onto her more.
Spike left her mouth and went to the hollow of her neck, and trailed downward before returning back to her mouth hungrily. When they broke apart for air, they were both breathless. She slid down from the wall, and when Spike came down to her again, kissing her neck, she held back.
" Spike, stop." Buffy pleaded, but he didn't.
" Why,luv?" He said moving up to her ear.
" Willow's in there. Not here, please." She begged, still resisting.
" Shh..." Spike said tracing a finger on her lips. She shook her head.
" Don't." Buffy said, not totally convinced she wanted him to stop. He came slowly down to her face,so she could see his blue eyes. He let her down, and she nodded, then slipped into her room sheepishly.
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" Buffy? What did Spike want?" Willow asked coming out of the bathroom, obviously she just had taken a shower.
"Huh? Oh...uh, just...stuff." Buffy said weakly, pulling a water bottle from the fridge and passing one to Willow.
" Stuff? Like...." Willow said not giving up.
" Just stuff!" Buffy shouted then realized that Willow was looking at her like she had three heads. "Sorry, just a little jumpy right now." Buffy amended.
" A little?" Willow said sarcastically. "Just he seemed....strange."
" Strange? Like...strange strange? Or just a little strange?" Buffy questioned. Will came up to her and shook her shoulders violently.
" Just strange. Geez, whats the matter with you lately? Are you okay?" Willow asked.
" Peachy." Buffy said. "So do you want to go outside today? Not come home until late. Maybe go out for a walk?" Buffy asked. She wanted to get far away from here, from Spike. If she wasn't home, then he couldn't find her. Therefore no weirdness between them.
" But...its raining out..." Willow trailed off as she gave her friend an 'are you crazy' look.
" Right, I knew that. Well how about a light jog around the hotel?" Buffy asked.
" Are you sure your fine? Did you have too much to drink last ngiht or something?" Willow asked. Buffy sighed smacking her head on the table.
" Listen, I'm going to get dressed, and go down to the shop downstairs. There's a few things I need to get." Buffy said just wanting to leave.
" Okay. Sure. Want me to come with?" Willow asked nicely.
" Nah, you stay here. I'll only be a little while."
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"Willow I'm home!" Buffy announced as she headed back into her apartment. She dropped her bags immediately at the site before her. Willow was sitting with Oz on the couch, and Spike was across from them! 'What the hell is going on?! Why is Spike here?!' Buffy thought as everyone turned and looked at her.
"Oh, hey Buffy! Done shopping?" Willow asked innocently. Buffy just stood there, her mouth still open in astonishment and anger.
"I-I.....you......he...who?" Buffy muttered. 'Oh great! Can't make out words now! Not even vowel sounds! I must look like a moron!' Buffy thought.
" Oh, well...Oz called me and I told him it would be okay if he came over...and then Spike knocked at the door looking for you, and it seems Oz and him know eachother, so I invited him to hang for a while.I thought you'd be home soon. I invited them for dinner." Willow explained smiling.
" That's okay isn't it,pet?" Spike smirked. She muttered something under her breath and forced herself to say.
"Oh....yeah. Its fine." Buffy said as she picked up her bags. " I'm just going to go......in here. Be right back." Buffy said plastering a fake smile on her face and turned into the kitchen.
" Argh!" Buffy screamed silently to herself as she calmed herself down." Alright, you can do this. Just go in....ask if anyones hungry, come in, make dinner, they eat, then leave. No big." She reassured herself. She took a deep breath before heading back in the sitting room.
" Back already, luv?" Spike asked as she looked about. She narrowed her eyes at him.
" No, I'm just standing here because I feel like it." Buffy muttered sarcastically.
" What?"
" Oh, I said....I just wanted to sit down." She said making up something. Willow nodded. Buffy's face stricken with terror as she realized there was only one more seat left....next to Spike! He was smirking at her, and his eyes never left her.
" Well by all means,luv. Come...sit." Spike said in a seductive tone that only she seemed to notice. Her stomach felt like it was on a rollar coaster ride, twisting and turning in knots as she sat down next to him.
" So how do you guys know each other?" Buffy said making conversation.
" Well Oz used to be the sound director for our band. He would check the amps and such. Sometimes play with us, he's a bloody excellent bass player. Well he got promoted and we moved to go on tour." Spike explained as she wished she was sitting next to anyone else.
" Interesting." Buffy managed to say shaking her head. Spike raised his eyes at her, as if to imply one thing, but she gave him a death stare and looked away.
" I'd love to see you play." Willow said to Oz. She was totally gushing over him.
" What do you want for dinner? I can make a mean pasta." Buffy said as she felt Spike's eyes on her again. He slowly was moving toward her on the couch, and his legs rubbing on hers gently. She resisted the urge to jump him and thought she better get away fast....or she didn't know what she would do.
" Cool." Oz replied.
" Sounds good. Spike can help you?" Willow asked her politely.
" No! I mean...er, thats not necessary." Buffy declinded.
" Sure, pet? I can be *very* helpful." Spike said as he slid his hand from the back of the couch where it was, to rubbing her neck descretely so no one could see. Buffy bit back the moan and got up.
" No, thats okay. I can do it myself." Buffy said as she headed into the kitchen at a fast pace.
Once she was in the room, she ran over to the sink and splashed her face with cold water, and dried it off. She took several deep breaths before opening the cabinets. She took out the ingredients and began to cook.
She reached for some glasses, and almost broke one, once she realised Spike was behind her. She let out a small yelp.
" Spike. You startled me." She said half annoyed.
" In a good or bad way?" He asked devilishley. She rolled her eyes and went back to work.
" Does it matter?" Buffy answered cooly, not really a question. She walked over to the sink.
" No, it really doesn't." Spike said.
" Whats that supposed to-" Buffy began but stopped as he came up behind her, slid his arms down hers, trapped her between his, and started kissing her neck tenderly as sensation flooded through her body. "Spike." She whispered.
"Hm....?" He whispered back continuing his work on her neck. She turned around to face him, still trapped in between his arms, but not escaping his touch.
" Stop that." She managed to say between gasps. He pulled back slightly to her face, inches away from her eyes and lips.
"Why?" He asked seductively.
" You know why." Buffy replied sternly.
" Do I?" Spike asked lowering himself down to her face.
" Willow and Oz....and....." Buffy trailed off as his lips pressed slightly on hers, but pulled away a little, waiting for her reaction. 'Fine, I give up!' She thought as she slid her arms around his waist , leaned up and kissed him softly. After a few minutes, they pulled apart.
" Let me help you." Spike said. She shook her head.
"Okay. Do you know how to make pasta?" Buffy said walking back over to the pot.
" What are you kidding me? If theres one thing any man in the world knows how to make, its pasta." Spike said boiling the water. " 'Sides, I'm an excellent cook."
" We'll see about that." Buffy mocked playfully.
" I should wear a sign that says kiss the cook." Spike joked. Buffy hit him on the arm.
" That or kick the cook. I like the second one better." Buffy said recieving a glare from him.
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" Buffy, that was delicious!" Willow said as they were all finishing their meal, and drinking coffee in the sitting room.
"Thanks, but Spike helped to." Buffy said as she smiled at Spike.
" Spike,man, you cook?" Oz said.
"Apparently he can." Buffy said.
"I better get back to my room. We have to get to set tomorrow early." Spike reminded Buffy, she rolled her eyes.
" What time?" She asked grumpily.
" You know, you should look at that little piece of paper I bloody gave you. It's called a schedule." Spike mocked as she hit him on the arm.
" Thanks. What time?" She repeated sweetly.
" 5:00. Were supposed to meet at this old mansion." Spike said giving her a questioning look.
" Do you happen to know why?" Buffy asked.
" We'll find tomorrow." Spike said getting up and heading towards the door.
" I should probably go to. But I'll call you tomorrow." Oz said as he made his way to the door also. Willow and Buffy got up and saw them to it.
"See you tomorrow. Bye." Buffy said as he gave her a peck on the cheek and walking out.
" Night, luv. Night Red." Spike said before disappearing into the hall.
"Bye Oz." Willow said cheerily as he shook his head.
"Bye." He said before leaving.
Buffy and Willow turned to each other as soon as the door was shut. Buffy's voice became merry.
"Oz seems nice."
"He's really cool! And so nice!" Willow gushed. Buffy made her way toward her bedroom as Willow followed her. "What about you and Spike?" Willow asked once they were in the room.
"What about us?" Buffy asked. Willow rolled her eyes in deisbelief.
" Oh come on. You can't see it?" Willow asked.
" See....what?.."
" He totally likes you!" Willow shouted.
" What?....Psh......no." Buffy denied.
" Way! He was always smiling at you, never left his eyes off of you, and wanted to help you in the kitchen. And how do you explain that kiss?" Willow asked as Buffy came to a halt. She spun around to her friend.
" Which kiss?...I mean what kiss?" Buffy asked mentally slapping herself.
" The one at the door! Which one did you think I was talking about?" Willow said.
" Uh....just....the one at the door." Buffy smiled.
" Right.... well, I'm saying he likes you."
" No,no. So doesn't." Buffy said.
" So does." Willow defended.
"Doesn't."
"Does."
"Doesn't!"
"Does!"
"This can go on for hours Will." Buffy said crossing her arms over her chest. Willow exhaled deeply.
" Fine. But he does." Willow said.
"Willow!" Buffy screamed.
" Fine, sorry. I think you like him too." Willow said, causing Buffy's mouth to drop wide open.
" What?! No, no!" Buffy said un-sure.
" Whats not to like? He's just your type." Willow said.
" I don't know if I have a type Will. I think when someone made up types, they skipped mine." Buffy pouted.
" Come on, you can honestly say you don't like him a little?" Willow asked. Buffy shrugged.
" I-I don't know. I mean, he is nice, and funny, and a little cute..." Buffy said. 'A little cute?! Ha! He made up the word hot!' Buffy thought.
" See, your starting to like him already." Willow beamed and patted her friend on the back. She smiled at Buffy one last time before exiting her room, leaving a deep in thought Buffy, standing still.
' Do I? Do I like him? Spike?..... No, no. I don't like him..... I can't like him. I mean he's....he's....Spike for crying out loud! Annoying, rude, obnoxious, loud, egotistical....hot, funny, sweet, sexy, adorable, nice....at times, and not to mention a great kisser. No! He's also my co- worker, and I just can't. Besides, I don't even know if he likes me. Its just...physical attraction is all.' Buffy thought as she slipped in her bed, and rested her head on her pillow.
' But what would be so bad? I mean, its just a guy. And he is really cool and... its just for a few weeks. I don't know. All this thinking is making my head hurt.' Buffy thought as she twisted and turned trying to fall asleep.
She couldn't. She had too much on her mind.... okay she just had one thing on her mind. Spike. But that was like a hundred things all rolled into one. Plus, she couldn't get the shoot tomorrow out of her mind.
'Why would they have us meet at an old mansion?! What am I going to be wearing? What are the shots going to be like?...' Buffys thought.
Finally she managed to fall asleep, anticipating about tomorrow and a certain blonde man.
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TBC......
A/N: Hey! Thanks for all the reviews! You guys are so nice! Each of you gets a big hug from Spike. Hehe. Well I hope you liked it! Whats to come you ask? The shoot? Spuffyness?
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