closing the door behind him, with a smiling Nicolas in arms.
<This kid knows> he sensed.
<In time> a voice replied.
Meanwhile,
Angel reluctantly pulled back and looked into her shiny, confused eyes.
“What.....I...”
Before she could say another word, Angel silenced her with his mouth as he kissed
her more firmly.
It ended much too quickly for them as they heard the phone ring. Willow pulled
back, not sure just how to act.
“I...I should get....that...”
Angel smiled at her and nodded.
Willow walked backwards, bumping into the door. Her cheeks turned redder as
she turned and walked down the stairs on weakened knees.
Angel remained looking at her, coming out of his thoughts by a small giggle from
behind him.
Willow quickly picked up the phone, her mind still trying to process what had just
happened.
“Helloooooooo. Anyone there?”
Faith’s voice finally snapped Willow out of her thoughts.
“Angel? Willow?”
“Hi, Faith, how are you?”
“I’m fine, you?”
“Me? Fine, perfect..great...wonderful....fine..just fine.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, why would you think that something’s wrong...nothing happened...
absolutely nothing.... why would anything happened.. it’s just me, Willow...”
“Spill. What happened?”
“Nothing..”
“You aren’t a good liar, Will. You’re worse than Rupert. Is Angel..?”
“Who said anything about Angel... I didn’t mention Angel...”
“Ah, so that’s it. What did you do with Angel... or should I say when did you do
him?”
“Faith!”
“What happened...?
“Faith, um... nothing..”
“Fine, don’t tell me...pass the phone to Angel.”
“Why?”
“I’m gonna ask him instead.”
“You wouldn’t...”
“Rupert!”
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing, I just thought he might want to ask...”
“He kissed me.... I mean... we kissed...,” she broke down as she turned a bright
red.
“Good...”
“What do you mean good? He’s Buffy’s...”
“Ex-boyfriend. He and Buffy are no longer together. Get that in your head, now.”
“But....”
“No buts. Did you kiss him back?”
She almost sighed as she remembered just how sweet it had been.
“Yeah...”
“Did you like it?”
She blushed a deeper red.
“Yes....”
“Did he?”
“I think so..... he kissed me again,” she revealed with a smile as she bit on her
lower lip.
“Then full stream ahead...”
“But...”
“Life’s short, Will. Take what makes you happy...... you don’t get many changes,
believe me.”
“And Buffy...?”
“I think Angel should answer that, but what I understand they both broke it off.... I
think that whole hell period made it a permanent situation.”
“Maybe...”
“Oh, before I forget, what time did you want us to be there for dinner tonight?”
“You aren’t going to do anything....?”
“Insane? Nah, just there for support. You’ll even have Giles.”
“I don’t really think Giles will be accept...”
“I know him, Will. He’s a different man. Anyway, once I withhold sex he’ll quickly
understand and accept the...”
“Faith!”
“Yeah, it’s true. He’s a tiger a tell you.... You’ll have both our blessings to, as my
Watcher would put it, shag him.”
Willow couldn’t help but giggle.
“Do you think.... he might want...?” she asked hopeful.
“Shag you?”
“No...well not right now.... you know... want me?”
“One way to find out, but I’m sure he does Will.”
“Then maybe...”
“Maybe nothing. Go get him. We’ll be over around seven. And Willow...”
“Yeah...”
“I want all the naughty details when I get there.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Angel turned to see a smiling Nicolas and Whistler looking at him.
“I take it you...”
“We stepped back out, didn’t want to interrupt you two. You both looked busy.”
Angel grinned as he ran his fingers through his spiky hair.
“And...?” Angel asked, waiting for him to continue.
“Your a big boy Angel. You know what you’re doing. I like her.....”
“And....?”
“I think she’ll do you good....”
“I thinks so, too,” Angel replied with a smile.
“But you might actually want to...,” Whistler began to advise.
“I’m going to do it right this time, Whistler. No lies, no secrets, nothing.”
Whistler smiled and nodded in agreement.
“I know you had some sense in that head of yours,” he remarked.
Nicolas simply clapped his hands together and began to talk then burst into a fit of
giggles.
“See, he even agrees with me,” Whistler commented.
Angel grinned at the know-it-alls.
“Can you watch him for a bit more, I’d really like to talk to Willow right now.”
“Sure, I’ll send her up,” he told him as he walked to the stairs.
Angel took an unneeded breath and walked to the
garden.