A Little Lost
By
Isobella Stardust
They didn't recognize each other.
Maybe if they had, nothing would of happened.
But as it was, they didn't.
She'd just been a pretty girl in a bar, she looked a little lonely - a little lost.
But strong enough to hold her own.
He'd just been a ruggedly handsome man, who looked at her like he wanted to devour her whole.
They hadn't talked much, a few drinks and dry humor was all it took before they collapsed into each others arms...
...and back to his apartment.
Where they fucked the pain away.
It was only afterwards, while indulging in a post coital cigarette that she noticed he looked familiar.
It was only after he had worshipped the whole of her pale white body that he started to recognize that pretty little face.
"Dawn?"
"Wesley?"
Her eyes went wide - the things she'd done - the things she'd said.
And hey! When had he got hot?
He couldn't believe the things he'd whispered in her ear.
The slayer's little sister.
She'd rip him from ear to ear.
Dawn smiled and realized that they had never actually met before.
"Well its nice to finally
meet
you"
She purred and nibbled his neck.
Wesley had never been so glad not to recognize someone in his life.
