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Wow. From the look on his face he's seen the love that I keep hidden. Now would be a good time to panic, but the slight smile on his face makes me feel oddly calm. The small part of me that likes to claim that I'm a rational being is urging me to get out of this situation before things become irrevocably tangled. The rest of me appears to be immobile, and I'm not exactly sure how I'm managing to remain standing. I have to lower my gaze from the intensity of the look in his eyes. When I look back up, I can see deep into him. Wow.
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I give her what I hope is an encouraging smile. I can see that she's waging some sort of battle within herself as her conflicting emotions show on her face. I wonder which one is going to win. She's not running, so that's a good start. I can see how torn she is, and I hope that what I'm about to do will help. As she looks away from me, I let my guard drop. This time when she locks eyes with me she should see her own love and desire reflected. I hope this is what she wants. Her gaze drifts upward, and from the look on her face I can tell that she has seen the truth.
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As Angel takes my arm and steers me towards the living area I realise that we've been stood behind the door for quite a while. I guess time really does stand still on some occassions. Part of me is incredibly nervous as we sit side by side on the couch, but a much bigger part of me is bristling with anticipation of what is to come. Angel reaches out and takes my hand, and the actual contact of skin on skin is literally breathtaking. As he leans down I close my eyes, and the feel of his lips on mine is something I've waited for, for such a long time. It was worth the wait.
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Whatever is going to happen next, I'd rather it didn't
happen behind the front door. I take her arm and gently guide her
towards the relative comfort of the couch. As I sit next to her,
I wonder what we're going to do next. I realise with a shock that
I haven't been this unsure of myself since before I was turned. This
must be what real love does to you. When I take her hand, the warmth
of it spreads up my arm, and the tingling sensation that follows makes
me eager for more. I turn towards her and lean down to kiss her.
The anticipation on her face is enough to make me nervous. The kiss
is more explosive than any I've experienced before. I've found my
salvation, and her name is Willow.
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been in there for ages. I mean, how long can it take to say goodbye?
I want to know what they're doing, and I want to know now. I have
a right to know. Angel belongs to me, and Willow is my best friend.
They shouldn't be in the mansion alone without me. They have nothing
in common - I'm the glue that holds everybody together. I'm
going to find out what's happening. I don't need to knock - Angel
won't mind. I'll just let myself in.