Chapter Two:

After about an hour Buffy picked out what she would be wearing and went to Spikes, she got to the front door and she all of a sudden she froze

'I cant do it, I cant see him, why am I so nervous, its just Spike, just hot Spike, wait no hot no' she thought she finally was about to turn the door knob when she realised that not what she usually does, she stopped back and kicked the door open

"Spike" She said then realised he wasn't there

"Spike" She tried again

"What, oh its you" He said coming up from the lower level

"Spike I..." She stopped and gasped as she drink in the sight before her, Spike with no shirt on and his jeans were riding low on his hip in showed the line of hair running down from his belly button and disappearing down into his tight jeans

"Err" Was all she could get out

"Yeah what do you want slayer, if you've come for an apology then you can just piss off right, I did what I had to do" He said lighting a cigarette

"Spike I err... what you did yesterday was wrong and you can't do it again" She said lamely as she was still being distracted by his body

"Fine I wont do it again, so bye, make sure the door *kills* you on your way out" He said about to make his way down stairs

"Spike wait" She said

"What now"

"I... would you... I could use a hand on patrolling tonight and seeing as you still cant hurt people I just thought maybe you could get a good violence fix while helping me."

"Fine, meet me here at 6, bye" He said going back down stairs

"Bye" She whispered to herself