Spike couldn't see any reason to argue, so he got back under the covers and slid over toward Wesley until they were touching again. His brief trip to the kitchen had sucked much of the heat from Spike's skin, and Wesley felt nicely warm in comparison.
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Date: 2004-03-27 07:45 pm (UTC)