Spike smiled and kissed the top of Wesley's head. "You warm enough, pet? I'm not much help in that department." Not waiting for an answer, he triumphed over the growing lethargy in his limbs to reach for the sheet and pull it over them both before curling his arm back around Wesley.
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Date: 2004-03-20 06:35 am (UTC)