She could feel his eyes on her, they burned a path down her spine sending her up in flames. The tingling that had started at the bottom of her back had rapidly turned into butterflies in her belly. She`d always been able to feel him, with out turning around she`d known it was him.
It had always been the same, even before the slayer had arrived and fallen for him. She`d seen him a few times, looking so sad and lonely, she`d wanted to wrap him up in her arms and banish the hurt from his eyes.
When Buffy had come to town and started to fall for him, she had been okay with it, it had hurt a little but she was content to be his friend. She`d almost had a heart attack when he`d come to ask her for help over Ford, she`d hoped that he was there to see her, but no it had been Buffy, it had always been Buffy. Or so she`d thought anyway, all the hopeing and longing had eventually payed off. One night he had come to her room, he`d knocked on the door so lightly she`d almost missed it, but she`d felt him, in the back of her mind, it was a side effect from the curse, after the casting she had retained some kind of small bond with him. Sensing him whenever he was near. So she had known who was knocking at her door.
He`d been so nervouse, fidgetting, ringing his hand, stuttering, she had been reminded of herself, it was almost amuseing, but the frightened look in his eyes had stopped her laughing out loud. He`d finally spat it out, in disjointed and rambling sentences he`d told her he loved her, had for months, ever since he`d come back from hell. She had been exstatic, her heart had done a double beat, but she had known it could never be anything, not really, she told him she loved him too but they would never be able to have a relationship, she just couldnt hurt Buffy and the others like that. Her best friend meant too much to her. He`d pleaded with her, said he was going to chase her, make her his, and as exciteing as that sounded, she kept saying no.
Eventually her barriers had dropped, he`d been so close to her for so long, never giveing up, always telling her how much he loved her that she had given in, she couldnt hold back any longer and they had started an affair. It went on for months, she kept falling deeper and deeper in love with him, it got harder to say goodbye in the morning, and easier to stay the day. She had known that they had to stop, someone would find out and it would have ended all thier friendships. So she told him to leave, to get out of Sunnydale for good and not come back, they had to end it and soon. He`d refused saying that he didnt give a damn about the others and what they thought, but she did give a damn, She still remembered the conversation, and the look on his face when he realised that she was seriouse...
