Buffy woke up the next day and turned to reach out for Angel, but he wasn't there. She wondered where he gone off too.
"Angel?" She heard no response. She took the sheet and wrapped it around her body and walked out of the bedroom and spotted Angel tipping the bellboy. Buffy quietly made her way tiptoeing and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Morning," she said kissing his bare back. He pulled from behind and looked at her.
"Love the outfit. Is it the latest fashion craze?"
"What can I say? I'm a trendsetter. Besides I couldn't find my clothes," she said smiling.
"You are something. Well I was thinking that now that you're up we could have breakfast. We didn't quite make it to dinner last night," he said grinning.
"I couldn't help it. I wanted dessert before dinner and it was worth it," she said kissing his chest and then pulled his head for a kiss. He smiled at her.
"Let's eat." They both sat down and ate. From time to time Buffy would let her foot slide up and down to cause Angel look at her.
"Buffy, stop that," he said smiling because he couldn't stand to her mad at her.
"Oh you mean this," she said repeating the same action.
"Yes."
~*~*~*~*~*
Buffy made it to her house that night to wish her friends goodbye. She really wanted to spend more time with them, but she had to see Angel. Angel had become an addiction for her. She just couldn't let a week go by with seeing him. He just made her feel things that no other man had.
"Buffy, it was great seeing you again. You come to L.A. and I'll introduce you to my boss," Willow said cheerfully.
"Sure thing Willow. I figure that McKeon Industries will help me find out with my business," she after hugging her friend.
"Oh and Buffy we'll show you all the hot spots in L.A.," Xander added.
"Sure thing Xand. Before I head to L.A. I'll call and then we'll meet up. Oh, and this time we'll hang out like old times."
"Nothing beats Sunnydale Cinema or The Bronze. We'll come back party and go to the movies," Xander said dancing. Buffy and Willow looked at each other and laughed.
~*~*~*~*~*
Angel finished dropping off both Willow and Xander and decided to head home. He knew for sure that he couldn't avoid Darla as much as he'd like to. She was a part of his life just like she was a part of his. He just didn't know how much longer he could live with a woman that he never loved.
Angel entered the house, went straight upstairs to his bedroom and started to change. As he was taking off his clothes, Darla was watching the display before her. The sight of his body always brought chills down to her spine. 'No matter how many time I see him with is clothes on, he always looks better without them.' Angel felt that he was being looked at.
"Darla, what do you want?" She made her way to the bedroom and wrapped her arms around his waist. Angel flinched at the contact.
"Your parents called today. They invited us to dinner this Saturday." 'Saturday. Damn! I was hoping to see Buffy.' "Sure that'd be great." 'You never know what may happen.'
~*~*~*~*~*
Buffy was at her office figuring out what would be the latest designs for her lingerie line. She figured that if she sketched a few designs and looked at the drawings from the previous week that Angel would be out of her mind temporarily. Though as she was looking at the designs before her she couldn't stop thinking about Angel. She was thinking what way she could surprise Angel in L.A.
"I have got to stop thinking about him. I have to concentrate on these designs and get through this week. Oh, but I can't stop thinking about those brown eyes and that beautiful smile. I'm definitely going to need a cold shower tonight."
"Hey B. So you still are thinking about Angel?"
"Huh?"
"Don't huh me. I see it in your eyes. You're thinking about Angel aren't you?"
"Yeah," she said with a half smile.
"So it's that good huh?"
"Faith! It's not like that."
"So when you're with him you don't want to tear off his clothes and ride him like cowboy," Faith said with a huge grin. Buffy had to think rationally before answering.
"Okay maybe I do. But that's not all. He's nice and he makes me feel safe," she said smiling.
"Yeah, that's all nice. But the fact of the matter is he's married. He'll never be yours. Don't out your hopes up."
"I'm not. I know he's married."
"I just don't want your feelings to hurt."