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Buffy woke up right before her orgasm hit her. She bucked her hips off
the bed against Spike�s rapidly fluttering tongue, her hands fisting the
sheets. Spike gave her a few more gentle licks before sliding up her body and smirking
down at her. �Good morning, kitten.�

Buffy panted heavily, her whole body feeling tingly. �Definitely a good
morning,� she said. �Damn, you know just how to wake a girl up.�

�I�ve found it�s usually the most effect way,� Spike teased. �Now put
your legs around my waist.�

That was a request Buffy had no desire to argue with. She complied
quickly, allowing Spike to slide inside of her and immediately set a steady
rhythm. There was none of the practiced skill this time, only raw need. He
grunted with every thrust, his eyes shut tight and his breathing heavy. Buffy
held onto him tightly with both her arms and her legs,
her head thrown back and her mouth opened in a wordless cry of pleasure.

Spike groaned and shot into her body, and the feel of him jerking
inside of her pushed Buffy over the edge as well. She was panting when she came
down and her legs slipped to the mattress. �Okay, now that�s the best way to wake up,�
she said, running a hand through his soft brown hair. �My alarm is never going
to do the trick ever again.�

�Yeah, that pretty much ruined me for all other wake-up calls, too,�
Spike replied, nuzzling her neck with his nose. Then, he sighed and rolled off
of her. �Although regretfully, we actually have to get out of
bed. I need to take you shopping.�

�Shopping?� Buffy asked, her brow wrinkled.
�Why do you need to take me shopping?�

�I�ve got some posh thing to go tonight and I need arm candy.�

Buffy chuckled. �Okay. I guess I can be arm candy.� She snaked her hand
down his back and cupped his bottom with her hand. �But you better make it up
to me later.�

�Oh, pet, I will have no problem making it up to you,� Spike replied,
his voice dropping to a husky purr. �Over and over again.�

Memories of the night before ran through her mind, and Buffy knew he�d
have no problem keeping that promise.

*** *** ***

Buffy knew the moment they approached the front door that she was way
out of her element. Granted, the price tag on the dress Spike had bought for
her had been a clue as well, but this�

These people had some serious cash.

She trembled as they walked into an opulent ballroom, her tongue
darting out to wet her lips. She stopped a second before she smoothed the dark
green fabric of her gown, realizing with her palms sweating the way they were
at the moment she�d end up staining it.

�It�s all right, pet,� Spike whispered, his hand resting against the
small of her back. �There�s no reason to let these people intimidate you. Most
of them are wankers anyway.�

Buffy chuckled, her eyes shifting towards at Spike. He looked
absolutely stunning, and seeing him now took her breath away as much as it had
when she�d first seen him in his very-well tailored tuxedo. She�d been
practically panting as she�d tied his bowtie for him, wanting nothing more than
to rip it off instead of helping to put it on. He�d promised her �later� with a
smirk, and Buffy knew she was going to hold him to that.

�Wankers, huh?� she asked, whispering as
well. �So I�m guessing this isn�t an evening with your closest friends?�

Spike snorted. �Hardly. Oh, bloody hell. Here
comes the biggest wanker of them all.�

A short, heavyset man approached the couple, a
grin on his face that Buffy didn�t think could be anything but smug. �How good
to see you, Lord Pratt,� the man said, taking William�s hand in a firm shake.
�And who is this you have with you? Did you invite one of the students your
generous contribution benefited to accompany you?�

The man asked the question with the smile still in place, yet Buffy
could tell it was truly meant to be more barb than playful tease. Spike smiled
back, though a muscle in his cheek was ticking as he took his hand from the man
and slid it around Buffy. �This is Miss Buffy Summers, visiting from Los Angeles, California. Buffy, this is Sir
Quentin Travers.�

�It�s a pleasure to meet you,� Travers replied as he took Buffy�s hand,
raising it to his lips for a kiss. Buffy shuddered, but tried to continue to be
as polite as possible. �I am sure Lord Pratt has given you a worthy tour of our
fair city?�

�Yes, William�s shown me a lovely time,� Buffy replied. She glanced at
Spike, wanting approval for what she�d just said, afraid she�d give the wrong
response and embarrass him in front of all the rich British people.

Instead, she ended up blushing as he smirked smugly, adding plenty of
innuendo to her answer.

�I�m sure he has,� Travers replied with a knowing smirk, making Buffy
blush harder. She didn�t think she liked this. It suddenly made her feel very
cheap�

�It was good to see you again, Quentin,� Spike said, wanting to cut the
conversation short as much as Buffy. �Please give my regards to your wife.� He
didn�t wait for a response from the other man as he led Buffy away.

He leaned down to talk softly to her as they walked away. �Sorry about
that, luv. He�s just bitter because he can�t get someone young and gorgeous to
touch him, and his wife�s uglier than the queen�s arse.�

And just like that, Buffy was over her embarrassment. She giggled,
Spike somehow knowing just how to make her feel better. So what if people like
Quentin looked at her like she was some cheap floozy on William�s arm? He
didn�t look at her that way, and that was what mattered.

�So what�s this about you making generous contributions?� Buffy asked.

Spike coughed, running his hand over his gelled curls and shifting
uncomfortably. �Oh. I just gave some money to this charity thing. It wasn�t
anything big.�

Suddenly, a blonde woman came running up to them, throwing her arms
around Spike and kissing him on either cheek. �Oh, I�m so glad you came,
William!� she exclaimed as she pulled away. �I was worried you wouldn�t come to
our little gala at all, and what a pity it would be to miss getting to see our
man of the evening.�

�Well, I couldn�t rightly miss it, Lydia,� Spike replied, and this
time it was his turn to blush. He glanced over at Buffy and wondered if that
arched eyebrow meant he was in trouble.

�You�ve been such a recluse lately, you�ve had some of us right
worried, William,� Lydia said. She turned towards
Buffy. �And who is this lovely creature you�re escorting tonight?�

�This is Miss Buffy Summers,� Spike replied. �She�s a friend.�

Lydia gave Spike a knowing
look. �I�m sure she is. And she is just gorgeous.� Lydia hugged Buffy in the same
manner she had Spike. �You must be so proud of our William,� she told Buffy. �Donating a million pounds! We don�t get many offers that
generous these days.�

Buffy�s eyes bugged. He had that much money to donate? She�d assumed he was
rich, what with the estate and all, but�wow. She tried to calculate the sum
into dollars, but it made her head hurt.

�It was my mother�s favorite charity, after all,� Spike replied, though
the tips of his ears were bright pink. �It was really for her.�

�Oh listen to how modest he is,� Lydia said, patting Spike on
the cheek. �You better keep your hands on this one, Miss Summers. He�s a rare
find. I would�ve snatched him up myself if I didn�t already have a husband I
adore.�

Spike blushed harder. �Lydia��

�Oh, look at you, getting all embarrassed. It�s adorable.� Lydia patted him on the cheek.
�I have some things I must attend to, but I�ll be finding the two of you later
in the evening, I�m sure. And I trust you�ve prepared something to say,
William?�

�Yeah, I have.�

�Oh, good. Everyone�s dying to hear from you tonight. Enjoy
yourselves!�

With that, Lydia flitted off as quickly as
she�d come, leaving Buffy feeling almost out of breath. �Prepared something to
say?�

�Yeah. Apparently when you give someone a million pounds,
they expect you to make a speech,� Spike grumbled. �You�d think the money would
be enough. I hate speaking in public.�

�But you do the poetry thing,� Buffy said with a frown. �You certainly
didn�t seem nervous about that.�

�That�s different. When I read my poetry, I just retreat into another
world. But having to try to say something witty in front of all these posh
snobs? Not my idea of a good time.�

Buffy linked her arm with his. �Well, I�ll be in the audience. You can
just look at me.�

Spike�s nervous expression morphed into a leer. �And picture you
naked?�

Buffy laughed. �If it helps, go for it.�

�Actually, that might not be such a good idea. Then I�d end up shagging
you, and then it would just cause problems.�

�For them, maybe,� Buffy replied with a snort.

�Ooh�feeling like a bit of an exhibitionist tonight, are we?� Spike
asked, his hand migrating to her rear end.

Buffy giggled. �Spike, stop that.�

�William?�

A soft, female voice made Spike freeze, his hand falling away from
Buffy. He turned slowly towards a slender brunette and swallowed hard before
managing to say, �Hello, Fred.�

Buffy felt her heart speeding up in her chest. This wasn�t a mere
acquaintance. This was someone Spike knew well � and from the body language,
she assumed very well.

�Is Wesley here tonight?� Spike asked, trying to appear casual, though
his nervousness was still more than apparent.

�Yes. He�s�he�s talking to someone else he knows. I saw you, and I��
Fred looked down, blushing softly. �I saw you over here.�

�Yeah, I kinda had to come to this thing.� Spike cleared his throat.
�So, um, how are things?�

�They�re good,� Fred replied. �Really good. I just got an article
published in a journal, and they�re wanting me to give
a talk at an upcoming physics symposium at Cambridge, so yeah�they�re good.�

Spike nodded. �That�s�that�s good.�

Buffy swallowed hard as she glanced between Spike and Fred. He�d made
no move to introduce her, and now it turned out the woman was a physicist? The feelings she had
when they�d met Quentin Travers suddenly came flooding back, and she felt very,
very inadequate.

�So who�s this with you?� Fred asked, looking over at Buffy.

Spike started. �Oh, right, introductions. I�m so sorry.� He gave Buffy
a quick apologetic look, and she replied with a tight-lipped smile. At least he
knew he�d just been an ass� �This is Buffy Summers. She�s Rupert Giles�s
stepdaughter.�

Fred took Buffy�s hand and gave her a big smile, though Buffy couldn�t
help but feel slighted by the introduction. Although she guessed Spike couldn�t
exactly announce she was his current shagging partner, especially since they�d
only really known each other a week. They hadn�t given their relationship a
name yet�

�Giles is just the sweetest man,� Fred said as she shook Buffy�s hand.

�Yeah, he�s a good guy,� Buffy replied as Fred slipped her hand away.

�So are you staying in London long?� Fred asked.

�No, Spike and I are just in town for the weekend,� Buffy said as she
slipped her arm into his. She didn�t care if Spike didn�t want to make it
obvious they were sleeping together at the moment � she did.

Fred�s smile faltered slightly, her gaze drawn to where their arms were
linked, but then she was grinning again. �Well, I hope you have a good time
while you�re here. London is really an amazing
city. I mean, I�m just a gal from Texas, so I�m probably a bit of
a hick, but I fell in love as soon as I got here.�

Buffy didn�t miss the look she gave William at that, and she didn�t
like it. Not at all.

And Spike didn�t miss the look in his date�s eyes. He cleared his
throat. �Buffy and I were about to get something to drink. Did you want to��

�Oh, I should really get back to Wes,� Fred said. �But it was nice to
meet you, Buffy.�

�Yeah, you, too, Fred,� Buffy replied, hoping she sounded genuine.

�You�re a jackass,� Buffy hissed once she was gone.

�Huh?�

�When you very obvious ex comes up, you don�t ignore me until she says
something,� Buffy replied, her arms over her chest.

�I know. I�m sorry. Seeing her here threw me for a loop.� Spike put his
arms on Buffy�s shoulders and met her eyes, and suddenly, she didn�t feel so
angry. �Fred and I were together a long time ago, right after Dru left. I
wasn�t really ready for another relationship, we decided we were better off as
friends, and she married my cousin. There�s no lingering love, I promise you.�

�I don�t know,� Buffy said, crossing her arms over her chest and trying
not to give in so quickly. �She looked kind of�lingery.�

Spike gave her a crooked grin and kissed her forehead. �You�re cute
when you�re jealous, kitten. But don�t worry about anything. You�re the only
woman I want to be with. And really, I�d rather just be back at the flat, alone
with you right now instead of having to deal with exes, sycophants, and pretentious
arseholes who can�t even get
my title right.� He winked at her. �But it�ll be over soon, I promise.�

Buffy chuckled, and Spike knew he�d won her back over. �Okay. But you
owe me something good for this.�

Spike leaned in and whispered against her ear, �I�ll eat you out for as
long as you want.�

�You�re completely forgiven.�

Spike laughed, a true, rich laugh, and Buffy felt warm again. This was
far from her world, but if she was here with Spike, maybe it would be okay.

He linked his arm with hers again and together they walked away.

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