The Casino

By: Makeeda Gibbs or Shessysbabe

Pairing: B/S

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Joss Whedon and the others do (lucky bastards). But I do like to play with them and make them do wacky things.

Summary: William 'Spike' Tabors, owner of The Montecito Casino and Hotel is in for a surprise when young and savvy Buffy Summers shows up at his casino with only one dollar to her name. (Every ones human)

Chapter 3

She really was a spit fire the way he eyes changed color, going from jade to deep emerald, when she was pissed. He loved it! She was perfect for the job she would keep any body inline. Also she would be underestimated, with her small frame nobody would expect her to be so forward, and that was putting it loosely. Spike smiled to himself as he walked down the hall to his employee's quarters. Still smiling as he went to knock on her door. This is going to be fun he thought.

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Buffy was rereading the contracts and forms he had given her. She couldn't even say his name in her head for it would have run shivers down her spine. Just thinking about him drew out more reaction than kissing her last boyfriend. He was beautiful no other words could describe him. He was almost God like, his presence demanded authority, screamed that he was a leader, cool, calm, collective. He was absolute perfection in Buffy's opinion, the way he walked, talked, smirked hell even the way he breathed oh god how dumb am I, I am already falling for him and it hasn't been a day yet. But what caught her was the accent. What girl could resist an accent? And a British one at that. All in all he was sex on legs.

Buffy was giving her self a once over in the mirror cerulean blue Victoria Secret camisole with off white lace. A pair of low-rise light blue seven jeans white strappy sandals and her hair was up in a tight ponytail. Just because she had no money didn't mean she was poor having come from a well off family mainly on her father's side. She was applying her lip-gloss when a knock sounded at the door.

She opened the door to see him there. He was wearing black sweat pants with a tight black muscle shirt accentuating the accentuated.

"Good morning, are you ready?"

Spike asked with a pleasant smile on his face. Buffy nodded noticing his hair wasn't slicked back but was brushed back curling at the back of his neck. His transformation from business attire to casual made her mouth water.

"Yeah"

"Ok let's go"

He murmured turning around and walking out into the hall letting Buffy follow him.

And one single thought went through her mind, 'oh fuck and he had an ass you could bounce coins off of.'

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"She's blonde"

Anya said to willow as they walked over to the craps table.

"What?"

Willow asked her mind elsewhere. She was focusing on how she could make this man walk. For the past 45 minutes he was they're winning every hand. He had accumulated a total of 1.2 million dollars. Willow's job was to try to get him to leave before he would cost the casino more money.

"Are you even listening?"

Anya whined. Willow rolled her eyes and turned to face her friend and hissed quietly,

"No not really"

Willow said, watching the man intently to see if he were cheating.

"Willow"

Anya whined again, annoyed that Willow was not paying attention to her.

"What!"

Willow said agitation clearly shown in her voice.

"Listen Anya we can talk after we do our jobs. As you can see mister Get Rich Quick over there," Willow said pointing to craps table 12, "has been wining every hand since nine a.m. and now its almost ten I think something's going on." Willow finished signaling a security guard.

"Make sure he doesn't leave this table"

Willow whispered in his ear, she then turned and spoke into the hidden walkie-talkie.

"Gunn we have a code 10 on C12"

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"So over here we have the bar"

Spike explained walking her to the bar called Caritas.

"It's run by our very own Lorne Mitchells"

"What are you saying about me cupcake"

"Hello, Buffy this is-"

But spike was cut off by Lorne extending a perfectly manicured hand to Buffy and introducing himself.

"Lorne and I am flamboyantly gay, and whets your name sunshine?"

Buffy smiled and looked at Spike laughing lightly she took his hand and introduced her self.

"Well isn't she just grand."

Lorne said to Spike as Buffy decided to look around the almost empty bar seeing as how it was morning.

"Yeah she's something all right. Gonna give me a run for my money, she is"

Spike said to Lorne while gazing at Buffy who was smiling with a patron.

"Well honey it does look like you have your work cut out for you. Listen I have to go, see you tonight sweet cheeks"

Lorne said while walking to the elevator. Spike nodded his head and turned to see Buffy looking at him.

"So when do I meet the rest of the staff?"

"Soon luv, soon" Spike answered.

"So that woman last night you know the blatant one um-"

"You mean Cosmo"

"What?"

"Oh her name is Anya, Cosmo is just her nickname"

"Oh" Buffy said still not understanding, "why is um …her nickname Cosmo?"

She was absolutely adorable he found it cute how she could talk back to her would be boss but blush at the simple question.

" Well pet Anya seems to have sex on the brain a lot so naturally I gave her the nickname of a women's magazine that centers around sex."

Buffy smiled and shook her head,

"So do you have nicknames for everybody" Buffy asked coyly kind of hoping he had one for her. Spike smirked

"No, not every body. But Willow, the bird I told you about her nicknames red, cause if her red hair. My sister, Cordelia, call her cheerleader. Um Darla's belle, Gunn is muscle and that's about it"

"Oh" Buffy said a little disappointed

"No worries Goldilocks and here we have the casino floor."

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"Ok Willow how long has this guy been here?" Gunn asked approaching Willow who was discretely pretending to play a hand at the black jack table.

"A little less than an hour" She replied

"Has he lost any hands?"

"No"

"Shit'' Gunn exclaimed then he pulled out his walkie-talkie and paged Tucker

"Pull up video record for the last hour on craps 12."

Gunn stared at Willow for a few moments she got the message and began to position her self for the other signal.

" Charles man that's not our dice"

Gunn and Willow both heard tucker say, Willow looked at Gunn and he merely nodded. Willow then turned and made another signal. In lees than a minute the game was interrupted and a guard took the dice another guard then took the guy to a holding room, oddly enough the guy did not give much of a protest.

"What the bloody hell is going on"

Spike stated calmly as he and Buffy made their way to the hectic lot.

Gunn then explained to Spike what had happened in the last twenty minutes.

"Alright I'm gonna have a little chat with our thief. Um Buffy this is Willow and you have already met Gunn and Anya becomes acquainted. I'll see you later luv" And with that he was gone.

"So you're the blonde" Willow said tactlessly.

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Spike was furious, he was here, his own blood tried to steal money from him. He let out a sigh, he had not seen his older brother in 2 years and when he did see him it was when he was in England to make an appearance at the court and he only did that out of respect of his fathers memory. Shit! He really could not deal with this right now. He then took another breath to compose him self and walked into the holding room. And in a deadly calm voice he spoke.

"Hello Liam"

------Boohoo lalalalalal cliffy- sorry I haven't updated in like two weeks but I'm like failing honors French 3 and I'm taking an English class for juniors and I'm a sophomore lord help me.

So I hope you enjoyed this chapter it took me a while to write plus I can't type.

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