NOT FORGOTTEN (6/?)
"Let me do the talking" Buffy said to Angel before knocking.
"Why are we here? Where is here?" Angel asked, looking at the apartment
complex with a frown.
"This is Spike's place. She's always here lately." Buffy explained.
Angel stiffened, feeling childish at the jealousy he felt for his
childe. Willow would never get involved with Spike, so he didn't know
why he was worried. He heard the door opening and froze, his eyes
flashing.
"Willow. What the hell are you wearing?" Buffy asked, glancing at Angel
and then back to Willow.
"Buffy. Angel. How nice of you two to drop by. This? Well, I couldn't
very well put on my old clothes could I?" she asked innocently as she
invited them inside. "Snookums, we have company."
Spike wanted to burst out laughing at the anger in his sire's face and
body. If looks could kill, he'd be ash at that very moment. "Dad.
Slayer. How lovely. You can leave now. Red and I were in the middle
of
some things...."
"Spikey, be nice. We have all night and day..." Willow said
suggestively, her long legs displayed well in his shirt she was wearing.
She made sure to flash Angel as much as she could without being obvious
as she sat down very close to Spike.
"Teasing wench" Spike said, burying his face in her neck. She felt him
chuckle and almost gave in to her giggles. She swatted him away
playfully.
"What can we do for you?" she asked sweetly, giving Angel a cold look.
"I came to see you" Angel said, his voice taut with anger. He couldn't
believe she was carousing around half nude with Spike. Damn fool girl
was going to get hurt.
Buffy looked between Willow and Angel and then cast a glance at Spike.
He was grinning completely, his hand running along Willow's legs. Those
two were up to something, she decided, seeing Willow smile at him and
wink. She looked again at the anger that was going through Angel. She
finally understood. Well, personally, she thought Angel deserved
everything they dished out to him. "I've got to go guys. Riley's waiting
for me. Y'all behave!"
Willow chuckled at her friend's message. Buffy knew and condoned it.
Good. Even Buffy thought Angel deserved a bit of suffering before she
took him back. Well, not back because he was never hers anyway. Before
she took him at all, she ammended. "Angel. What brings you to
Sunnydale?"
"You" Angel said, his voice low as his hands were clenched at his sides.
His dark brown eyes burned into hers as he watched her lick her lips.
He
hardened instantly and glared at a smiling Spike. Was he too late?
Was
this all some game? He knew she hadn't been with Spike. He would have
smelled it. But, they looked too comfortable around each other. He
didn't like it. Not at all.
"Me? Why would you come here for me? You didn't want me, remember?"
she
asked, her eyes flashing with anger.
Spike remained silent, knowing that the game was about over. Oh well,
it
had been fun to see his sire pissed off. Too bad it hadn't lasted a
wee
bit longer. But, then again, beggars can't be choosers.