Title: This Magic Moment
Rating: K+
Summary: In New York to find a rare book on prophesies, Buffy runs into a Montgomery at the bookstore.
Disclaimer: I claim ownership of nothing except the plot. Buffy belongs to Whedon, and the Montgomery's and Taggert's belong to Jude Deveraux.
Feedback: I would most certainly appreciate it!
Notes: So, this is the first installment of this series of short ficlets.
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More Than Magic
Buffy Summers, Vampire Slayer for the past 7 ½ years, sneezed twice in a row when the dust from the musty books packed onto the shelf in front of her flew up in her face. Squeezing her eyes closed because sneezing always made them water, she heard but didn't see the door to the ancient and rare book store open. Rubbing at her eyes, she sneezed once again before replacing the book back on the shelf.
The reason Buffy was in New York was to find a book. It was about prophesies, and Giles said that he could really use it. The book was both ancient and rare, so she figured the best place to look for it would be in this shop. Seeing a promising book on the top shelf, she reached as high as she could but couldn't reach it. Scowling, she said a few obscenities under her breath.
"These people should really learn how to make smaller shelves for shorter people," she muttered. Spotting a chair off to the side, she dragged it over and set it in front of the shelf before stepping on top of it. That brought her level to the shelf. Smiling happily, she grabbed the book and tried pulling it out. Somehow, it dislodged a few other books that tumbled to the ground with a few loud thuds.
Grumbling, she climbed down from the chair and bent to pick up with a book when her hand connected with another. Her head whipped up, and she stared into dark blue eyes. Inhaling a deep breath, a new scent invaded her nose. Instead of musty books, she smelt something forest like. Tilting her head back, she took in the strangers face.
Hubba, hubba, her traitorous mind whispered. He was handsome, with his navy blue eyes, strong cheekbones, and luscious looking lips. His face was tanned, and his hair a dark, chestnut brown. Bad Buffy, bad! She mentally reprimanded herself. She was there on business. Straightening her back, she reached for a different book.
"Thank you," she said to the man, stepping back on the chair and putting the fallen books back on her shelf.
"You're welcome," he answered in a deep voice. Turning her head, Buffy thought he was going to say something else, but he was interrupted.
"Found it Jack. You ready?" Another man asked, appearing beside him. They looked a lot alike. Must be brothers.
The man she presumed was Jack nodded politely to her before turning to follow the other man. Turning back to the shelf, Buffy sighed softly when she realized the book she was holding wasn't what she was looking for.
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Jack Montgomery, part of the infamous and rich Montgomery family, followed his brother Duncan out the door of the book store. Looking into the back Dunc had handed him, he smiled when he saw the book that his grandfather had been searching for. It was a birthday present for the great man who had started the Montgomery law firm in New York.
"So, who was that?" Duncan asked casually.
"Who?" Jack asked, just as casually.
"The hot woman in the bookstore," his brother answered without bullshit.
Ah, the hot woman. Now she was a looker. Pretty hazel eyes, skin that looked soft, long blonde hair. Nice body. What Jack thought was great was the spark of intelligence in her eyes. That's what really caught his attention. "I don't know. She dropped a few books and I helped her pick them up."
"Always the boy scout," Duncan teased.
"Oh, shut up," Jack said, giving him a shove. Forgetting the woman, the two brothers joked their way to the Montgomery Law Offices. But the memory of her still niggled in the back of Jacks mind.
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End Part One
So, what did you think? Not sure if I am going to continue this as a series of short ficlets. If not, it'll stand on it's own. Just depends on my willingness to start a new story and what everybody thinks. Send me a review and tell me if I should continue. I might write a little more, then stop if people don't think I should continue. So, give me a review with positive feedback, and I'll give you more!
