Arriving at the agency, dressed in tan dress pants, matching high heeled dress shoes, and a white sleeveless blouse, with her hair up, she sat down on the leather couch, waiting for the head honcho to show. After an hour had gone by, the brunette at the desk said, "You can go in now, Miss Summers." "Thank you."
"Hello Miss Summers, please sit down." "Hi." "I'm Wesley, this is my wife Cordelia." "Nice to meet both of you." "Angel is delayed, but he assures us from reading your resume that you are perfect for the job." "Uh, thank you." "You're welcome. So, if you're able, we would like for you to start at 8:00 am tomorrow morning. Fred will show you where to go." "The girl outside?" "Yes. She and Cordelia are Angel's sisters, and the 2 other partners in the firm." "Oh. Alright. Thank you for this opportunity, sir." "You're welcome."
Exiting the office, she waved goodbye to Fred, not noticing where she was going. Colliding with someone, she dropped her purse, spilling the contents onto the floor. What horrified her the most were the dozen condoms that spilled out. Quickly stuffing them inside her bag, she stood up, completely embarrassed.
"Excuse me, I didn't mean to bump into you." "It's alright, no harm done." Looking up, she found herself gazing into the darkest eyes she had ever seen. "I'm sorry, sir." "I'm Angel Rourke, I run this agency." "Hi. I'm Buffy Summers, your new secretary." "Really. Great. So I guess I'll see you tomorrow morning?" "Yes, but only until 6:00 pm." "Why?" "I have a job at the Bronze as the new bartender, from 8:00 pm - 2:00 am." "I see." "I hope it won't be a bother, Mr. Rourke." "Just Angel. It won't be a problem at all." "Great. Well, I'll see you tomorrow."
Seeing the look on her brother's face, Cordelia said, "Angel, please don't do it." "Do what?" "Have an affair with Buffy. Unless you've forgotten, you're married, for the past 8 years. Granted, both Fred and I hate Darla, but she's your wife and the mother of your twins, Connor and Caleb." "I know. But I married Darla when I was l8, after being with her for 6 years. She's been my only lover. How will I know what else is out there if I don't try?"
Slapping him, Fred interrupted him. "Darla may be a slut and a freak, but you made a vow to her, sacred vows that you can't break for a fling, no matter how pretty she is." Placing a kiss on each of his sister's foreheads, he said, "I know what I'm doing. Darla's been sleeping with Lindsey McDonald for the past 2 years. And unless you've forgotten, they have a son named Lindsey Jr. She's also 3 months pregnant with his next child. So it won't matter if I make love with Buffy." Going into his office, he closed the door, looking forward to tomorrow.