Angel had arrived in front of The Summers residence. He was getting nervous like a teenage boy going out on his first date. He couldn't believe the way he was reacting.
"Get a hold of yourself. She likes you. You have nothing to be afraid of. So just calm down and ring the door." He rang the door and he heard the door open and a man appeared.
"Good Evening, Mr. Summers, is Buffy ready?"
"Sure hold on a minute." Buffy heard the door and came downstairs staring right into the most thoughtful, beautiful brown eyes ever laid upon her. He had this small shy smile on his face that made him look so adorable. She had these butterflies building up in her stomach that she never felt with Riley, not even when she first met him. He was gazing at her and noticed the curves of her body in her blue dress. She was a lovely sight. The nerves that he had before entered her house were all gone the minute he laid his eyes on her.
"You look beautiful," he said smiling after finding his voice.
"Thanks. You look great yourself." He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt and a black tie and black shoes. His hair was done with its usual spikes. She walked down the rest of the steps and approached him as he handed her a dozen red roses.
"Thank you." She smelled them and placed them in a vase.
"Mom, Dad this is Angel McCallister. He's a doctor." Angel shook his father's hand and took Joyce's hand and placed a kiss on the back of her hand.
"Okay, I'll see you to later. Don't wait up," she said smiling and leading Angel out the door.
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As they arrived at Chelsea's they both made they way inside the restaurant. He held her chair out for her and then sat across from her. After a few minutes of looking at the menu, a waiter came by to take their order.
"Hi! My name's Leslie and I'll be taking your order tonight," she said gazing Angel intently. She found him handsome looking and very attractive in his suit. 'I wonder what he looks like without the clothes on.' Buffy noticed this and thought, 'Hello, he's my date! Not yours. I so wish I could tear her eyes away from him.'
"I'll have the steak well done with potatoes."
"And you miss?" she said still looking at Angel.
"I'll have the chicken Parmesan with spaghetti."
"Oh, and I'd like to have a bottle of red wine as well."