| Part Nine B:
Spike and Dawn walked along the piles of clothes, looking for yet more clothes for the second basket they had. They had the same taste in outfits. Dawn wasn't shocked at all about Spike's stylish choice in clothes - as stylish as Wal-Mart clothes could get.
Her eyes caught the cute earrings hanging with similar accessories. She checked their price and found that they cost five dollars. Well, they were cute, but, five dollars? They didn't deserve such a price. Well, no one would notice them if she …
No. She had promised Buffy. But, how would Buffy know?
"Better pay for those, Bit."
She startled, turning her wide eyes at Spike's knowing stare.
"I like the way your mind works," he said. "But I don't want to be a pile of dust by big sis' favorite stake."
Nor do I want to see her getting hurt, but no way I'm saying that to the chatty rugrat.
"I wasn't …" Dawn began, but trailed off at Spike's raised eyebrow. "How did you know?" she whispered sheepishly.
"Your heartbeat sped up a little, and the way you gazed at them. Easy to tell." He shrugged. Vampire hearing was the best; he could make a fortune acting as a lie detector, given that the person lying had a working heart.
"You're not gonna tell Buffy about this, are you?" Dawn asked, worried.
"Well, I'm evil. Of course, I would. But tell you this- with humble 'blackmail', shall we say, I'm keeping my sweet plump lips shut." He smirked nastily.
Dawn glared. "What do you want?"
"Me and you, Bit, sneaking at Xandra in the shower with a cam, for a little leverage of my own on him, how does that sound?"
Dawn smirked wickedly. "Sounds like a fair trade." Then she poked him in the chest playfully. "Just don't take advantage of him 'too' much."
"Cross my dead heart and hope for a third date with Mr. Pointy."
They chuckled maliciously, before Dawn took the earrings and put them in the basket. She turned to Spike. "At least Xander is paying for all this stuff."
Knew there was a real reason to me liking her.
Spike fingered a skimpy beige top with a single strap and brown and light purple smudges, glittery in the front and back. It would barely cover anything and would defiantly show his well defined stomach.
"What do you think of this?" he asked her while checking out two similar tops which only differed in their special shade of violet.
Dawn stared at it in awe. "Wild and sexy. Can I have it when you go back to being a manly big bad?"
Spike tilted his head, looking between it and Dawn. "Will Buffy let you wear it?"
"She doesn't need to know." She flung her hair back in rebellion.
Spike grinned and placed the shirt in the already overflowing basket, most would more than likely be worn by Dawn, bought under the pretence that Spike needed them. Spike felt like he wanted to spoil the kid, which was easy since it wasn't coming out of his pocket.
"Guess you're gonna have to make more space in that stacked dresser of yours then." He was distracted from her squeal and hug when his eyes caught a glittery bit in the accessory section that Dawn was facing before. |