A/N: Thanks for the great reviews and support! God knows this story is very hard to write! Even if it looks simple! :)

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Salem had fallen back into the human routines easier than he'd expected. His legs were finally stabilising, and he could use his fingers. It was all that, but there were some clouds on his sky. One of them bore the name of Sabrina Spellman. Now that Salem's male hormones started to move around in him, he found that it was getting harder and harder to stay away from his old friend.

When he was a cat, he'd always thought she looked good, but he never noticed the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed, the way she twisted her shiny blonde hair when she thought about something, or how gorgeously her hips moved when she walked... now he thought about all that, all the time. And it troubled him.

Why had he asked her to design his flat? Because he wanted to be near her. After the incident when they almost made out in his hallway, and he pushed her out, they had not talked.

Salem saw her once, though. He'd been shopping for groceries when he spotted Sabrina and that dork Harvey pulling up on the store's parking lot.

They looked happy, holding each others hands and all... and they were getting married in two months. Salem didn't know what he thought of that, but he knew that Sabrina should be with someone more... well, more like himself.

Finally, Salem couldn't resist picking up the phone to call her.

"Spellman-Kinkle residence."

"Hi, it's Salem."

It sounded like she lost her breathing for a second.

"Oh... ehm... why are you calling? Is there something wrong with Hilda, Zelda?"

Salem got the hint, Harvey was lurking nearby. It was best to play it cool.

"Can you come over a bit?"

"I don't know..."

"Just to look over the designs again? I want to get started now."

"Public place?"

"Of course", he said, trying to hide his disappointment. "Plaza square at one?"

"Right."

They hung up. Salem would have a hell fixing himself up in less than thirty minutes. He was very picky about how he looked, especially if he was going to see her.

She was sitting on the edge of the fountain when he came to the square. Her hair was blowing around her like a golden cloud. She was wearing khaki cargo pants, a red blouse and brown boots.

They went to a nearby coffeehouse. After they had ordered, Sabrina looked at him.

"So, how's life as human?"

'Aha', he thought. She wanted to play it casual.

"Not very well, I'm afraid," he sighed.

Sabrina put her cup down and eyed him with honest worry.

"Oh? Is there something I can help you with?"

"Not really, just... invite me to your wedding..." he said very casually.

Two could play this game, and just as he expected, Sabrina's pretty eyes filled up with nervousness... she was terrified. Salem, on the other hand, had the time of his life.

"Invite you to my wedding?"

Salem nodded over the edge of his cup. "Mmm-hmm."

"I can't do that!"

"And why not?" he challenged. "You would if I was still a cat."

"Because... well, because..."

"Is this about what happened last week?" he asked, enjoying that she was now where he wanted her. Trapped.

"I'd like to pretend nothing happened."

Salem was losing his patience. He was Salem Saberhagen, and if he wanted something, he got it. He leaned over the table. Sabrina's eyes grew to their double size.

"But it did. And I know you liked it, so now I want to give you more of it."

"Salem, I'm engaged," she said.

Salem knew the way female temptation looked.

"You don't have to be."

"I can't break up with Harvey because of you!"

Sabrina threw some tip on the table and started walking out.

Salem didn't want to lose her yet. He sprinted after her.

"Sabrina! Wait!"

She stopped, turned around.

"Salem..."

"I want to show you something," he said. "In the other round."

"I don't have time."

"Stop being so damn negative," he snapped and took her delicate hand in his.

Before she could protest, he orbed them off.

They ended up in a beautiful lush world, it looked like earth, only the sky wasn't blue, it was ruby red. Giant oak trees lined the white gravel path they stood on. The air was warm, with just enough cool breezes to keep one from sweating. It smelled like strawberries and summer.

"Welcome to my home."

Sabrina was stunned. Her eyes were wide and her mouth open.

"Wow... it's just...wow! You live here?"

"Yes... no, I used to live here, before my curse. All that you can see is mine."

He took her hand and led her along the path. Soon the house came into vision, a three-story building made out of the pale pink and white stone. It was a dream.

Salem didn't take her inside, however. He turned to look at her.

"This could be yours, if you wanted to."

Sabrina shaked her head.

"You're so fast forward. I can't leave Harvey for a house, that would be ridiculous."

"Don't leave him for this. Leave him for me."

"I'm sorry, but I can't." There was sadness in her voice.

Salem was not a quitter, he was absolutely determined to win her affection, for reasons he hardly understood himself. He orbed them back.

They landed outside Sabrina's flat. Time had not passed in the mortal world.

Salem pulled her in and placed a long, lingering kiss on her lips.

Sabrina surprised him by not pulling away. She was actually kissing him back.

His hands found their way under her red blouse and stroked over the warm skin. Someone moaned softly, but he didn't know who. Finally, Sabrina jumped a couple of steps back. Her lips were shining from his kisses and he wanted more. But she told him he should go home.

"You know where to find me," he said before heading home to his empty flat.

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A/N: I know nothing much happened here, but it will the next time, I promise. ;)