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Chapter 10
As Dru stepped outside, she noticed the young man that had caused such a commotion earlier, she grinned; maybe he could be of useful help to her. She sauntered sexily towards him…
Spike noticed the beautiful woman walking towards him and he arched an eyebrow…
"May I…?" She gestured of his cigarette.
He puffed the smoke out and offered her the cigarette, she took it from him inhaling deep and then blowing it out seductively. He stared at the woman that had somehow given him a hard on in a second… and began questioning her.
"Well you don't look like the type to smoke…?" He gazed interested.
She took one more puff and gave it back to him, "I usually only smoke socially but I'm a bit upset and could use the calm me down…"
"Huh…" he continued smoking, "What could have happened to a woman like you that has got you upset…?" he prodded.
"I guess the same thing that got you kicked out from in there…"
He noticed the evil spark flash through her eyes…
"Buffy…?" He questioned.
"Angel…" she answered, "See… I think you and I… want the same thing."
"Really…?" he cocked his head, "and what is that?"
"Them back to us… where they should be… Interested?"
"Very…" he checked her out from her expensive heels, up her long legs, to the way her dress hugged her every curved.
Dru picked up on the double meaning of the word and noticed him eyeing her. She raised an eyebrow at him.
"While we're working together…" he flicked the cigarette bud out and pulled her to him by the waist so she could feel his groin, "why not have a little fun…"
He hovered over her lips teasingly as he pressed up against her.
He made her gasp in pleasure, "Why not…" She shrugged a bit, while wrapping her hands around him kissing him hungrily.
This was going to be a great alliance, she thought to herself.
/
Buffy let out a small breath of delight and his lips turned into a smile on her.
She pulled back and said now a bit jealous, "So… I take it you know this girl 'Fred'…?"
He smirked mildly amused by her possessiveness; "Yes…" he entwined his fingers with hers and pulled her hand to his lips, kissing the back of her hand.
"We went to college together… she, Wes, and I became really close during that time, but lost contact with each other after graduation. We were never involved, in case you were wondering."
She grinned at him, "I was not wondering…" she lied, "but it's good to know…"
By this time Willow rushed to hug her, "God, Buffy… are you okay…?"
"Yeah… I was just… surprised…" She returned the hug.
"All good…" Riley patted Angel on his shoulder.
He looked at his best friend like him doubting him was preposterous, "Of course…"
Fred finally made her way back…
"Ms. Burkle!" Buffy kind of jumped at her presence; "I want to apologize for earlier…" she began.
Angel, Will, and Riley gave them some privacy for conversation.
"Ms. Summers…" she smiled, "Don't worry about it. We all have skeletons in our closets…" she added almost like a friend.
Fred took out her business card and handed it to her, "The reason I wanted to talk to you earlier, before we got interrupted, was because there are several dance companies interested in you joining their team."
Buffy's eyes lit up and Fred continued.
"The way this works, so all interested in you have a fair chance to prove their case is by us, the association, we make the appointments in our offices and you meet with them there. Would you be interested?"
The excitement reached her smile, and she answered, "Of course, I am…"
"Great…" she answered shaking her hand, "Well it's been a pleasure to meet you and we'll be in touch…"
Angel approached.
"Angel…" Fred turned to him, "We should catch up… I'm sure Wesley would love to see you…" she pulled another business card and gave it to him.
Angel glanced at the card, "Winifred Wyndam-Pryce-Burkle?" he questioned
"Yes…" she smiled, "We got married, but I don't publicize that in business much since we work together…"
"Oh…" he said understanding, "Well great to see you…"
"Likewise… Goodbye Buffy…" she smirked walking away…
"So…" Will and Riley joined, "What do you guys wanna do?" Riley questioned.
"I think we should celebrate…" Angel said looking at Buffy.
"I think we should too… the Bronx?" She glanced excitedly at Angel.
"Ooh, yeah… I agree…" Will added.
Angel made a face, "I don't know… see I've heard it's totally exclusive and unless you know someone, we won't be able to get in."
She laughed, smacking him playfully, "No worries…" she said hugging him at the waist, "I know the owner and he's been after me for a while. I'll bet he'll let us in…"
"Oh really…?" he began to kiss her neck, tickling her.
"Okay, okay, stop…" Buffy shrieked.
Angel kissed her quickly on the lips, "Go get changed so we can go…"
"Okay…" she answered, "Wanna come with me Will?"
"Sure…" she said leaving with her.
/
Days later, Angel walked in to The Valley Restaurant… "Mr. O'Connor…" the hostess said, "How can I be of assistance today…"
Angel smiled, "Nice to see you again Lucy, reservation for under Wyndam-Price or Burkle, not sure which…"
The young woman grabbed a menu and ushered him in, "It's under both…" she flirted.
He spotted Wes and Fred, "Hey guys…"
They got up to greet him. Fred gave him a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek and then Wes and him hugged manly for a little longer than people should.
"God it's great to see you…" Wes said pulling back, "So how have you been…?"
"Busy…" Fred chimed in as they took their seats.
"Ah… right, there's a girl…" Wes wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, "But we'll get to that later… Tell me, what's been of your life since we graduated."
And so their conversation coursed by for the next couple hours as they talked about all the happenings of their lives and their current serious relationships…
/
"Mr. McDonald…" came a voice over his phone, "Ms. Cordelia Chase is here…"
"Thanks Lilah, let her in…"
He got off his chair as the door opened, "Ms. Chase…" he walked over to greet her, "to what do I owe this pleasure…"
"Mr. McDonald…" she batted her eye lashes, "I thought I'd asked you to call me Cordelia…"
He gestured for her to have a seat, "Then please, call me Lindsey. Lilah… coffee and…" he glanced at Cordelia…
"Water, please…" she answered.
"and a water for Cordelia…" he smiled at her.
"Right away sir…" she said stepping out.
She opened her briefcase and pulled out some folders, "So…" she winked, "off to business… Mr. O'Connor has approved these locations for purchase, the ones in the red folder he's not interested in…"
He took the files from her and set them on his desk, "I will have the contracts drawn up by the end of the week." He said shortly then turned around to look at her…
He cleared his throat, "Uh… Cordelia…? Would you be interested to go out to dinner with me?"
She got up from her chair to peck him on the cheek, "Sure…" she grinned widely. She then turned on her heel picking up her briefcase and handed him her card. "Call me…" and with that, she made way to the door.
The moment she opened it, Lilah stood there with a small tray with a coffee and bottled water. She grabbed it, "For on the go…" she threw him a glance, "Bye…"
/
A couple strode by the Room Number-696 and their eyes widened at the sounds coming from the other side of the door.
There were moans and grunts loudly filling the quiet hall… "Newlyweds I'm sure…" the woman said to the man.
Inside… Dru and Spike pulled apart panting from satisfaction…
"So when is this dinner thing again…" Spike asked.
"A week from tonight…" she said wrapping a robe around her naked form, "Do you even own a suit? You'll need one if you don't… never mind I'll just get you one. The night must be perfect…" she smiled wickedly.
A cell phone suddenly rang, Dru looks at the screen smiling then answers… "Kate, sweetie…"
"Dru… long time no talk. I'm hurt… I heard you got back a while ago and still no call to your bestfriend…"
Dru giggled, "Sorry… been busy…" she glanced over to the bed where Spike sat.
"Cooking up a plan to get Angel back I assume?"
"You know me well…" she nodded to herself, "We should do brunch, I'll call you?"
"Of course…"
"Great… talk later, kisses…"
/
Though the sexual tension between them had increased in the time they'd been dating, he refused to just sleep with her in the heat of the moment; he didn't want her to be just a one night stand. He was treating her like the wife he wanted her to be and the future mother of his children, all things working out of course.
So Angel and Buffy headed back to his condo from yet another date. They were in the limo and though they had all the space in the world, he had her pinned to the seat of the car; kissing her mouth desperately in need. His hands roamed her body avoiding the places where she wanted to be touched the most.
She whimpered in frustration and he let out a small laugh, "Tease…" she pouted.
"I'm the tease?" he said in a hoarse tone, "I'm not the one wearing the sinful looking dress…"
She moaned deliciously against his lips as he was working wonders with his tongue… leisurely lighting the fire in the pit of her stomach. Her moans were getting a rise out of him literately; he could feel the strain in his pants begging for attention.
They were both sure that tonight was the night… no more waiting, not more tension, or sexual frustration… they were both in desperate need of satisfaction.
No sooner had they arrived, had they made their way up the elevator, the desire more evident with each minor touch, kiss, or grace of skin.
Angel fumbled with his keys as Buffy licked and nibbled at the sensitive part of his neck and ear lobe… he let out a small growl of lust and she smiled against his skin.
"God Buffy…" he gasped. He grabbed her by the thighs grinding himself against her core. She wrapped her legs around his waist, enjoying the feel of his obvious arousal pressing were she craved her release.
He finally got the door open and as soon as they were inside she reached for the buttons of his shirt while he reached for the zipper of her dress in between fiery desperate kisses…