Part Three
Delia was sleeping, she was exhausted when they`d gotten to Willows and after her chat with the redhead she`d come back downstairs to wait. She drifted in and out of sleep for the last hour, while Angel and Willow sorted everything they needed to sort out. Doyle was just watching her, he couldnt get enough of watching her, and when she was asleep all the worries of the day and her defenses were dropped, she looked peaceful, serene, happy! He loved to see her happy, she had a wonderful smile, absolutely gorgouse. It was a pity she`d never notice him noticeing her. He thought he was falling in love with her, and he knew that she didnt feel the same about him. So he was content to watch her sleep.
Delia was pretending to be asleep, she knew he was watchoing her, and it was driveing her crazy, she wished he`d just get it over and done with, and tell her how he felt. She felt exactly the same way, but even though she had changed from being the vapid little bitch she was in Sunnydale all those years ago, she still didnt have the gutts to tell him she knew. She loved him, she`d thought he was an annoyance at first, but then she`d gotten the chance to watch him, he was so brave, even though he tried to make out he was a coward, and shyed away from a fight, if he was needed he`d be there. And he was so sweet, careing, and kind. Nothing like the men she was used to, the only guy she`d been with that had ever been so nice was Xander, and that had crashed and burned, and even though she`d gotten over her issues with Willow, she hadnt gotten over the issues she had with being hurt, she was scared and didnt want to risk being put in pain again
(I mean god I ended up in litteral pain with Xander!)
So she just bade her time and waited for him to make the first move, but today had put in perspective how easy it was to loose someone you really cared about, and she didnt have the time to waste anymore, what if one night he went out with Angel and he just didnt come back, she`d spend the rest of her life wondering what might have been. That would drive her even more crazy. So she steeled herself, yawned, stretched and sat up ready to tell Doyle how she felt.
"Evenin princess, sleep well?"
"Hmmm, well? yeah thanks"
"So what do you think is takeing them so long, thats over an hour they`ve been up there now?"
"Hopefully they`re up there haveing at it like wild bunnies, cos Im telling you it would be about god damn time"
Doyle chuckled softly,
"that it would sweetheart, that it would"
She hesitated a second and then pushed on..
"Doyle, I need to talk to you, Ive wanted to talk to you for a long time, but Ive not had the, ummm, the balls I spose"
"Princess if you have balls I would be most surprised, and very worried!"
"Be seriouse, just for a minute, okay?"
"Sorry, and yeah sure"
"I realised something tonight, your very important to me and...and if something happened to you, like it did to Willow tonight Id have never had the chance"
"The chance to do what?"
"This"
She leant forward and captured his lips in a sweet kiss, she pulled back and waited for his reaction, he hesitated for a split second and then leant back in for another smooch. This one was more feirce, needy. They finally pulled apart when Willow and Angel came down the stairs and stopped abruptly..
