(It really wasn't a dream....)
She was lieing in bed with Spike. She glanced down. A very naked, aroused Spike. She couldn't believe what they had done. How was she going to face him? After her behaviour...she had been so wanton. A big old slut. She quietly tried to get out from under his arm. She needed to think.
She got one foot on the floor before she was thrown back. Spike straddled her and smiled. "Going somewhere?"
"Bathroom" she squeaked out.
Spike looked thoughtful. "I don't think so. I think you were planning on closing yourself in the room and thinking."
Willow sighed, "Am I that predictable?"
He laughed. "Not at all. I just pay attention."
Willow felt a shiver at his words. He had been watching her. Just like she thought. Was it really possible? Did Spike really want her?
"Luv, please no thinking. It is much too early in the evening for that. Besides, think of everything else we could be doing." He leaned down and kissed her neck.
"SPIKE. Oh yes...I mean, no. Stop. We need to talk about last night."
Spike rolled his eyes. "And this morning...and this afternoon....quiet the little sex kitten aren't you pet?"
"Me? I don't remember being alone."
"Well, except for yesterday evening." he reminded gently.
"Oh Goddess! How did you know?"
"I could smell it. Besides, you were in my bed half nude. What the hell else would you be doing?"
Willow turned her face away from him. No wonder he had slept with her. He must have thought she was begging for it.
"I love you," he said softly, seeing the emotions and doubts crossing her face.
Startled she looked at him. "You do?"
"Yep. Have ever since you beat me at golf. I thought I might be falling, but that's when I knew for sure. You were so cocky and your smile just about melted my heart." he smiled as he remembered that night.
"Wow." Willow said. She couldn't believe this.
"Ahem...Well?" he said, his eyes worried.
"Oh....I love you too."
He looked at her expectantly.
Sighing she said, "I realized it when you helped Buffy. You had always been our enemy. I thought you were attractive and I liked how you treated Drusilla, but I sort of stuck you in the same place as Angelus. Then, after you left, things got boring. I realized just how much I had enjoyed your little uprisings and attempts on our lives. That sounds horrible doesn't it? Then, when you wanted me to do that spell, I understood my restlessness. I loved you. Soon after that was when Oz and I decided to be friends. He always thought it was Xander, but it was you."
"I never knew."
"I can keep a good secret." she smiled.
He kissed her softly. "I guess it really was fate that brought us together."
"Hmm....either that or a bit of luck."
He entered her slowly. She moaned back in her
throat and threw her head back. Her eyes widened and she could have sworn
that she saw a man and woman floating by his dresser. She closed her eyes
and when she opened them, they had disappeared. (That was weird....) She
gave herself over to the pleasure that she was feeling and forgot all about
the two ghostly figures.