Sorry for the shortness, but I am experiencing minor writers block.
Chapter 3
"Buffy, Luv, why don't we head home for afternoon tea," Spike practically begged as he subtracted the large amounts of money Buffy spent from his family's fortune. "You've already purchased nine gowns, jewelry most women would die for and little knickknacks for the children. I think it's time for a rest, Dear."
Taking pity on her poor husband Buffy nodded her assent. "Alright lets go home," She said taking Spike's hand in her's. "Sorry for wearing you out, but you can't pass up diamond and ruby prices such as these."
As they walked they were silent, just enjoying each other's company. That is until an old acquaintance bumped in to them. "Oh, I'm dreadfully sorry about that," Spike said before he realized who it was. Holding back the first wave of anger he felt and squeezing Buffy's hand for support, he took a deep breath. "Cecily."
Cecily looked at Buffy with contempt in her eyes, as if Buffy had stolen her plaything. "William? Oh my, it was all my fault. I can be so clumsy sometimes, you know. And who pray tell may this be?"
Buffy herself was holding her emotions in tact. "Elizabeth Ashford, nice to make your acquaintance," Buffy replied remembering the name that Spike and her had agreed on. Buffy would have been to out of place in this time.
Cecily's lip snarled slightly. "Charmed, I sure. Are you a cousin, then, of our dear William?" Cecily smile was soon wiped off her face, but Buffy's only got broader.
"Why no. I am his wife," Buffy said struggling to keep a straight face at the look of Cecily's. Glancing at Spike's she could tell he was doing the same. "Now William I believe you promised me a long afternoon in."
Spike snapped back to reality, his smile full of pride and thanks. "Why that I did, Luv." Sticking his elbow out for her to grab he turned to Cecily. "It was nice seeing you again Cecily. We hope to do it again sometime soon." And with that Buffy and Spike continued on their way home, leaving Cecily doing a wonderful impression of a fish. "Thank you, Pet."
Turning her head, Buffy caught Spike's lips. "Any time dearest. It was fun and all, but lets go home now. My feet are sore," She said with a pout.
Catching her lip once more, Spike smirked. "Than I shall rub them better," He whispered in her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. With a nod, she practically dragged him home.