Today was May 17th just an ordinary day in Los Angeles, California. It was sunny, hot and humid all rolled into one. Though the fact of the matter isn’t to state the weather, but to mention that it’s Angel’s 31st birthday. As he turns thirty-one in a loveless marriage that he can’t wait to get a divorce; though the only bright side for Angel was that Buffy was in it. ‘Hmm, if I could only see her for my birthday it would be one wish that I wouldn’t regret.’
Angel just sat in his black leather chair and kicked his feet up on his wooden desk with his arms crossed behind his head. He closed his brown eyes, his face relaxed with no wrinkle appearing upon his forehead with the cutest smile on his face.
Karin, his secretary walked in and brought him his coffee and had to smile at the sight of her boss. ‘He looks so gorgeous. It’s too bad that Buffy Summers took his heart. It’s so obvious that he’s in love with her and not his wife.’
“Mr. McKeon, I brought your coffee. Would you like anything else sir?”
“Actually no. Thank you for the coffee. Did you know that today is my birthday?” Angel asked smiling.
“Actually I did. Happy Birthday,” she said and kissed him on the cheek. She then quickly went out and went to her desk drawer and pulled out a bag. Karin went back and handed him the bag. Angel looked at her a bit confused.
“You didn’t have to you know,” he said smiling.
“You know that I always do. Come on. Open it,” she said excitedly. He laughed. He went to the card and read the inscription and then went straight to the gift. He took all he white tissue paper and found a picture frame with a picture of him and Buffy dancing on the Christmas party. He was surprised that someone was taking pictures and let alone them.
“I hope you like it. I’m the one that took the photo. I figured that you’d want a memory of that night.”
“Yeah, it’ll be a memory that I won’t forget,” he said with a wicked smile. Oh, the fun that he had that night.
“Thank you, Karin,” he said and then kissed her on the cheek. She blushed and couldn’t stop smiling.
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Darla knew that it was Angel’s birthday and she could care less. She knew that Angel could care about her presence. Besides she had plans with Lindsay. Lindsay’s the one she wants to spend her life with. He made things easier in every way. She drove up to his building and walked right in and took the elevator to his apartment. She knocked on the door and Lindsay opened up.
“Hello beautiful,” he said and pulled her right in kissing her fully on the lips.
“Lindsay, I’ve missed you,” she said with her lips all pouty and red.
“I’ve missed you too. I think we have a lot of catching up to do,” he said and kissed her once more.
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Angel drove home feeling happy, but yet he was a bit sad. You could see the sadness upon his face, but there was nothing could do about it. Buffy was at home in Sunnydale and he was alone in Los Angeles with his dog.
He opened the door and noticed a trail of clothes that were leading upstairs.