NIGHT TO REMEMBER (2/?)
 

               "Angel...breathe..." Willow said, laughing.
 

               Angel grinned sheepishly, "Sorry" he said as he let her go. He kept his hands
               on her arms, just staring at her.
 

               "What?" she asked, turning red.
 

               "You. Damn, it's been too long." Angel said softly, not wanting to let her go.
 

               Willow's smile left her face, "Yeah..well. Um, I have this book for you. Then
               I'll go."
 

               "What?" Angel asked, his handsome face falling. "No! You just got here."
 

               "You don't have to do this" Willow said softly.
 

               "Do what?" Angel suddenly realized that they were still in the doorway. "Come
               in."
 

               Willow started to protest, but he didn't give her a chance. She was pulled
               into the office as he shut and locked the door. She looked at him and started
               to speak.
 

               "No. Downstairs. Then we can discuss what's on your mind."
 

               Willow meakly followed him to an elevator. She knew she should just throw the
               book down and just leave. But, she couldn't. The look in his eyes, that
               hurtful look. She had caused it. How? Her curiosity was piqued.
 

               Angel stood in the elevator, counting softly. It was the only thing that was
               keeping him from taking her into his arms and not letting go. He couldn't
               believe that she was here. So many times he had wished she was with him. Now,
               she was and he had no idea what to do. He kept running her words through his
               mind. Why did she think he would want her to leave?
 

               "Here we are" he said softly, opening the elevator door. He ushered into the
               room, his dark eyes watching her.
 

               Willow looked around, avoiding his gaze. She had done it this time. She
               should have kept her mouth shut and just left. Now, she had to face him...had
               to face her feelings for him. The attraction she felt wouldn't leave her
               mind. She saw the interior of the room and smiled softly. Rather dark but
               attractive. Exactly like its owner.
 

               "Talk" Angel said, his voice husky in the quiet of the room.
 

               "About what? I can tell you all about everyone..Anya came back and is
               currently having sex with Xander every way imaginable and some that
               aren't....Giles is doing fine, though this life of leisure thing seems a bit
               unemployed like to me..Buffy is dating a real nice guy and is the happiest
               I've seen her in a long time. Oh damn, I just really said that didn't I?" she
               drifted off, her voice soft.
 

               "Yes you did. Xander and sex is definitely something I don't want to
               imagine." He said, his voice rather amused.
 

               Willow looked at him and glared, "You know that isn't what I meant! I didn't
               plan to mention Buffy..."
 

               "Willow, it's ok. I'm happy for her. She and I were over a long time ago. I'm
               glad she's found someone..." he watched her face. "You left someone out."
 

               Willow frowned, "Who?"
 

               "You" he said, seeing her face turn red again.
 

               "Oh me. Well, there isn't anything happening with me. I mean, I'm just
               Willow. Besides, you don't want to talk about me."
 

               Angel looked at her surprised, "Willow, Willow, Willow....You're the only one
               I do want to hear about."
 

               Willow snorted, "Whatever. Don't lie to me, Angel. I hate liars." She turned
               around, her back to him as the last bit of her words were spoken.
 

               Angel didn't know what was wrong. He turned her around, his hands on her
               arms. "Why do you say that? I'm not lying."
 

               Willow felt tears in her eyes, "You didn't say goodbye! You don't care about
               me...you never did. Damn it, Angel. You never even said goodbye!" She began
               to cry silently, pulling away from him.
 

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