Given his own past, Spike couldn't help but be sympathetic. "Yeah, I know that feeling," he said, rubbing the towel one last time over his chest and stomach before dropping it to the floor. He took a step forward and slid his arm loosely around Wesley's waist. "But you don't ever have to hide it with me."
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Date: 2004-08-21 02:37 pm (UTC)