"I see you're dressed more approprietely." Spike smirked looking the blonde up and down. "though I do have to admit…I loved that outfit you were wearing yesterday."
She blushed slightly and went to reshelving books at the other end of the room. "I'm kidding luv."
"Don't call me that."
"Somebody's got their panties in a bunch."
"Just give me back my book. Faith told me you called."
"Yeah, so?"
"Why?"
"Because you're a complicated bint and I wanted to find out more about you. All she told me is that you like cheese."
"Why do you want to find out more about me?" Buffy snapped. She was starting to crave a cigarette. God Randy stressed her out
"Because you're interesting, and gorgeous and smart and talented and a quirky, and you speak differently and you're deep." Spike regretted saying this because Buffy got a look on her face. He couldn't define what the look meant. "What? Did I loose you somewhere?"
"Right about the part when you said I was gorgeous."
"Well you are."
Buffy looked down at herself. She was more dressed then yesterday, wearing a red cami with a brown sweater over it and some dark jeans tucked into the brown suede boots she was wearing. It was a cold day that day. She didn't speak to him but smiled and blushed. Buffy set the book she was looking at down and walked out of the room blushing.
"Thanks." She said at the doorway. She strode out fo the room, finally having some hope for the town
"Oh, COME ON! What do I have ot do to make you like me?" He called after her. Randy was sure that she heard him but he pretended not to. He'd have to do a little bit of digging. Maybe talk to family.
AN: I hope you enjoyed this chapter...I know I did...R&R