Good at hiding other things as well, apparently, Wesley thought, as he dropped his gaze and shifted his weight to one side so that he could trace a fingertip across Spike's chest. "I'd like you to be happy as well," he said, going back to their previous conversation. "If there are things that you need... or want..."
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Date: 2004-03-22 06:37 am (UTC)