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.”
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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.’
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