Both lovers never touched upon their inner feelings, emotions and love for one another. They both remained foolish and silent never stating anything. So they did what they always knew best, which was having fun.
Angel wanted to have a nice dinner with Buffy with no sex involved whatsoever. No matter whenever they met up with each other, they always ended up tearing each other’s clothes off and having wild, passionate sex. Just that mere thought brought a smile to his face. ‘I have to stop thinking about her in a sexual way. She’s a woman. A beautiful woman that I can’t keeps my hands off.’
“Control yourself. You can do this. You can spend a couple of hours with her without touching her,” he said to himself. Angel took a deep breath and then dialed the seven digits that he knew by memorization and waited for her to pick up.
“Hey Angel,” she said cheerfully.
“How did you know that it was me?”
“That’s easy. I have caller ID,” she said laughing. Her laughter just brought an instant smile to his face. It also brought a feeling inside.
“I was wondering if you were busy and maybe you could tear yourself away for a moment and be with me?”
“Hmm…a moment with you? Let me think about it.”
“Well you better think fast. I might just not give you think Christmas gift that I have for you. I just might give it my mother,” he said laughing. He knew perfectly well that his mother wouldn’t like one of the gifts.
“You better not give your mother my gift. Besides I have something fro you too.”
“Oh, and pack up some clothes. I’m taking you somewhere where we’ll be alone. Just the two of is.”
“Where? What should I bring?”
“I’m not saying. Oh, you can bring jeans t-shirts. You know anything that’s relaxing.”
“Okay. So when you coming by?”
“In about two hours. See you then.”
~*~*~*~*~*
Angel made it to Buffy’s place and as he walked up her porch, she opened the door letting him in.
“Hi. I’m almost done. I just gotta leave Faith a note.”
“Okay.” Angel admired Buffy’s house and noticed how nicely furnished it was. She had pictures of her friends and family in picture frames throughout the house. They all had happy smiles n their faces. He took a seat on the brown couch and gazed down at the oriental carpet looking at the designs. Angel then went up the flight of stairs and found Buffy’s room by the vanilla scent that permeated the air. He stepped inside the room and noticed Buffy bent down. He had a nice view of her ass. Apparently the Lee blue jeans that she wore were nice and tight in all the right places. ‘How am I going to restrain myself? I can’t believe I made a promise to myself to not have sex with Buffy this weekend. I must be in love. I must be an idiot.’
“Buffy, are you ready?” ‘Please be ready.’
“Yeah, let’s go.” ‘I guess by the way he’s staring at me, he must be thinking something naughty.’ Buffy walked out the door with a sway of her hips. Angel’s brown eyes stayed glued to Buffy’s behind watching them swat and noticed how her jeans were snug and like second skin. ‘It looks like she has no underwear on. I’m such an idiot.’
~*~*~*~*~*
Angel drove on the highway and arrived at a cottage. Buffy just looked at the house and the scenery and fell in love with it. The colors of the house were pale blue with a framing on the windows. It felt like home. The way all the furniture was arranged and the fixtures and knickknacks were arranges just made you want to stay here forever. Buffy was picturing in her mind that aroma of baked cookies coming out of the oven. Then over where the fireplace was the fire would be cracking bringing a warm, cozy atmosphere. The best part of her revelation was that Angel was sitting by the fireplace with her sitting in front of him. His hands were wrapped around her waist.
“Buffy! Buffy!” Angel shouted her name for the third time.
“Oh, I’m sorry Angel. It’s just that this place is so beautiful,” she said smiling.
“I’m glad that you liked it. It belongs to my family. I use to come here as a kid during the summer. The whole family would spend the vacation here.’
“That must have been fun.”
“It sure was. Come one let me give you a tour of the house and show you our room,” he said taking her hand.
~*~*~*~*~*
Buffy really liked being away from everyone and spending some alone time with Angel. It just felt great that being with him in a romantic way just enjoying his company. She wanted to know more things about him. The stuff that any woman would know about a man that she has a relationship with.
They had both finished eating their meal that Angel cooked which consisted of spaghetti with marinara sauce, grilled chicken, a Cesar salad with red wine. Buffy just savored the food by enjoying the seasoning of all the spices that were in the meal. They were both sitting by the fireplace looking the fire with the wood cracking bringing in a warm feeling into the house. Angel’s arms were wrapped around Buffy’s waist holding her securely. She leaned her back onto his broad chest that was covered by a black t-shirt. Buffy let her fingertips touch Angel’s forearm feeling how smooth, soft and strong his skin was. She then moved her hands feeling the texture of his denim jeans on his thighs gently squeezing them. Angel moved his hands and placed them on her arms gliding his fingertips over her creamy, soft skin. He then bent his head and leaned into the crook of her neck and started kissing the exposed skin. He continued on then by sticking out his tongue licking, leaving a wet trail and found his refuge in her lips. As soon as their lips made contact it was magnetic. Buffy quickly turned her body around straddling his hips placing her fingers through the short brown hairs n the nape of his neck.
“Hmm,” she moaned loving the feeling of Angel’s tongue playing with hers. He pulled her even closer to his body not leaving any space at all. Angel knew that he wasn’t supposed to go on. He promised himself that this weekend wouldn’t consist of sex. ‘You have to pull away before you reach for her shirt and slip your fingers underneath. Stop now.’
“Buffy, we can’t. I mean I can’t,” he said breathlessly.
