Buffy sighed and rubbed her eyes. She had been feeling more tired than usual, just as the doctor had warned. She set down the papers she had been going through and got up from the desk. She walked around the office, trying to get her body to relax a little but it seemed impossible as her thoughts started to drift to the matters at hand. She wasn't showing yet but it wouldn't be long and she would need to tell her mother and Gloria. She was certain Gloria would be a excited as if she'd be becoming a grandmother, but what worried her was her own mother's reaction, Joyce didn't even know she was dating anyone. A frown appeared to her face, technically she wasn't dating anyone, she and Angel hadn't got to the point of deciding the time for their date.

Her train of thought was interrupted when she came face to face with Angel. “This is becoming a habbit of yours”, she stated with a crooked smile. She was rewarded with one of his sexy smirks.

“I'm on a break and wanted to see you”, he stated, closing the door behind him.

“You're on a break at ten in the morning?” she questioned looking at the clock. He chuckled at the look she gave him, according to that look it was a good thing she didn't know he hadn't really done much work during the years he had been working for his grandfather's company. The only reason he did any work now was to keep his mind off of her.

“My grandfather owns the company I work in. Besides, I had nothing to do, I have three cases going to court and that's it. So I figured there's a better sight to watch than the walls of my office.” As he talked, he moved closer to her, ending up standing right in front of her. She lifted her eyes and got caught in his stare. “So when are we going to have that dinner?” he asked.

“When are we?” she shot the question back to him, trying to keep the relief out of her face.

He smirked at her. “How'bout tonight? At seven thirty?”

“Where?” she asked, she really needed to know how to dress, it was their first date after all. Knowing him, they might be going to a night club or maybe to an expensive restaurant and she really didn't want to end up to some high class restaurant wearing club clothes. He looked down at her and he could almost see the wheels turning in her head. His first thought was to take her to his place and cook for her himself but he dismissed the thought as too dangerous.

“I was thinking about this little restaurant, it has something like a 30's feel to it and it has a great view to the sea.”

“Sounds great”, she said with a bright smile. She had been afraid he might suggest they had dinner at his place, it was all too dangerous, a public place was a lot safer.

“Okay. I'll pick you up from your place. But now I have to head back to the office, my boss can be a real pain in the ass”, he said with a crooked smile and leaned closer to her, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek.

He didn't intend to prolong the kiss but on their own will, his lips trailed down to hers and he pulled her into a slow kiss that started to turn more passionate by the second. Confidently he wrapped his arms around her as he felt her hands trailing up his chest and settling to the back of his neck, her fingers playing with the short hair. She moaned into the kiss before deepening it further. She couldn't think anything else than his lips against hers. He pulled her flush against his body and she could feel his hardening member against her stomach, a feeling that caused her to warm all over. 'This is dangerous', she thought to herself but couldn't pull away.

They heard Gloria clearing her throat by the door and Buffy quickly pulled back, unconsciously licking her lips and straightening her clothes. Neither of them had heard the older woman stepping into the room. Gloria looked at the flushed couple with amusement clear in her face, she'd have to be blind not to notice there was something going on between her boss and the gorgeous man. “Sorry to interrupt but your mother is on the phone, apparently you didn't hear her calls”, she explained with a crooked smile. Buffy flushed even further, the phone had been ringing but she hadn't heard it.

“I have to head out now. I'll see you later”, Angel said, not at all embarrassed for getting caught by Gloria. He pressed a brief kiss to Buffy's cheek before leaving the office.

“Now I see why you haven't been spending all your evenings here, you finally got a life. But your mother is still waiting on line one”, Gloria stated, signing towards the phone.

Buffy's eyes widened at the realization and she hurried to the phone. “Hi mom.”

Buffy stood in front of her closet, staring at the clothes inside. This was an actual date and she wanted to look her best. On her bed was a mountain of clothes she had tried on and turned down. Now she was standing on her underwear, contemplating on the choice of clothing. She had already done her hair and make up and all that was left was to pick what to wear.

She grabbed a blue strapless dress but after seeing herself in the mirror wearing it, she threw it into the pile on the bed. She groaned in frustration and took another dress from the closet. She adjusted her bra that was feeling very uncomfortable, her breasts were feeling tender and the tight garment didn't help any. She pulled on the dress and looked down at herself, not even bothering with the mirror. It seemed like her chest was spilling out and she didn't understand why, she had bought the dress only three weeks ago. She took off the dress, throwing it with the others and once again adjusted her bra, deciding to leave off the tight garment.

She didn't manage to decide on her outfit when the doorbell rang. She glanced at the clock, it was seven thirty already. With a frown, she grabbed her robe and pulled it on while hurrying to the door. She opened the door, finding Angel on the other side, dressed in a dark suite that made him look like he had stepped out of a fashion magazine.

“Come in. I'll be back”, she said, forcing herself to turn around and return to her bedroom. Angel watched after her with a smirk on his face. He could see that under that robe of hers, she was naked or very close to anyway. He did the best he could not to think about her in her bedroom, changing into some slip of a dress.

Ten minutes later she walked down the stairs in a red halter dress that made his mouth go dry. “You're beautiful”, he said with a voice that caused shivers run all over her body.

“You don't look bad yourself”, she managed to answer.

“We better start going”, he stated, a little while longer looking down into her cleavage and they wouldn't make it to the restaurant.

“Yes, we should”, she answered, noting where his eyes were constantly drifting to. She couldn't wait to get into a public place, she didn't trust herself into being alone with him.

Angel and Buffy walked into the restaurant and they were guided to their table that was located by the window, giving a breathtaking view to the ocean. Buffy looked around herself, the place had a nice feel to it, it had a live band playing soft music and an actual dance floor. She turned to look at Angel with a bright smile on her face, she was about to speak when the waitress came to their table.

“Good evening, I am Penny and I'll be your waitress tonight. What can I get you?” she said with a bright smile and handed them the menus. Buffy and Angel ordered their dinner and the whole time Penny kept looking at Angel with badly disguised interest, she was one step away from drooling.

“Thank you”, Angel said with dismissive tone and handed the menus back to Penny. But she didn't seem to notice Angel's disinterest to her and she gave him a bright smile.

“You'll get your order shortly”, she said looking at Angel and sparing a glance towards Buffy before leaving. Buffy looked after her, keeping the frown from her face, the woman had had no trouble in ogling Angel but then again, she herself was the one on a date with him. She turned her gaze back to the other side of the table and noticed Angel staring at her.

“What?” she asked with a self-conscious smile.

“Nothing. You're just beautiful”, he answered, looking at her appreciatively.

“You're just saying that because my boobs are swollen”, she stated with a cheeky smile. She had noticed where his eyes kept drifting.

He smiled back at her. “Well, that's a definite plus but I like the whole package.”

“Well, I like your package too”, she said and realized what she had said when he burst into laughter. She blushed furiously. “Umm... You know what I meant”, she said with embarrassment but soon was suppressing her own giggles.

“Yeah, I know what you mean. But I hope you like that package too”, he stated and if it was possible, she turned even more red. Taking pity on her, he decided to change the subject. “How's your mother?” He remembered she was the reason they were interrupted earlier in her office.

“Oh, she's fine. Just doing the usual check up call.”

“You're in the big bad city now, it's no wonder she's checking up on you”, he smirked, then seemed to think of something. “Have you... umm... told her? About us...” Realizing what he had said, he quickly corrected himself, “about the baby.”

She shook her head. “No.” She sighed deeply and shifted uncomfortably on her seat. “It's not exactly easy to tell your mother that you got knocked up by a man you had known only for a few hours”, she said wryly.

“I'd put it a little more eloquently than that. Besides, we got to know each other pretty well that night”, he said with a crooked smile causing her to blush. She directed her gaze away from him. “You're cute when you're embarrassed”, he smirked.

She brought her eyes back to his, noting the teasing look he had in those dark eyes. “You're bad”, she stated, causing him to chuckle in amusement.

“You bet I am”, he answered with a wink. She rolled her eyes but soon they landed into a comfortable conversation that didn't seize even when their dinner arrived.

Buffy set down the silverware and took a sip from her mineral water. Her attention was drawn to the band that was playing some old jazzy song. She looked at Angel, noting that he too had finished his dinner and with a knowing smile, she got off the table and circled around to him. He turned to look up to her with puzzlement. She just offered him a sweet smile and pulled him to his feet, leading him towards the dance floor.

“Oh no. I know what you're thinking and I am not going to dance”, he said with a firm stand but she wasn't ready to give up.

“Oh come on, Angel. Dance with me”, she said with a soft voice and pressed her body against his, giving him her famous pout. He could feel his will wavering as she rubbed her body against his. And it wasn't the only thing he could feel.

“Buffy”, he tried to protest but she gave him a sweet but wicked smile and pulled him to the dance floor with her. Resigning to his fate, he closed her hand in his and set his other hand on her lower back, lower than was needed. 'The things she makes me do', he thought and mentally shook his head.

They moved to the soft music with their bodies pressed against each other and at that moment they both felt something neither had ever felt before, complete connection to the other person.

The evening had gone smoothly and it started to be the time to leave the restaurant, it was a weekday after all. He knew he should have taken her on to their date on weekend but he couldn't wait that long, for reasons he didn't want to look too closely into. Angel asked for the check and Penny was the one to deliver it.

“Was everything satisfactory?” she asked with a soft voice that to her was husky but to Angel it was just background noise.

“Very”, he answered with a smirk, his eyes on the cleavage of Buffy's dress, she was leaning forward just enough to give him a teasing view.

“I wish to see you here again, sir. Thank you”, Penny said with a smile and handed him the receipt before walking away. Angel was about to discard the paper into his wallet when he noticed there was something else stuck to it. He unfolded the small note and chuckled as he saw it had Penny's name and phone number in it. Still chuckling to himself, he grumbled the paper and dropped it to the ashtray on the table.

Without saying, Buffy had known what the paper contained the moment she saw him unfolding it and inside she was doing a happy little dance when he threw it away without second thought. Angel helped her out of her chair and guided her out of the restaurant.

While walking to the car, he kept sneaking glances down at her and with a smirk he thanked his genes for his height. But then his smirk turned into a frown, she had too powerful influence on him. He had actually discarded a willing body without a second thought, he could have easily slipped the phone number into his wallet without her being any wiser. He couldn't even remember what color hair that Peggy had, but then again, he had been too busy keeping an eye on Buffy's ample chest. But he needed to rationalize his actions, so he convinced himself that Buffy had seen Jenny hand him the paper and that was why he had to get rid of it. Of course the thought hadn't even occurred to him at the time.

Happy with his reasoning, he drove her home and too soon they reached her house. He got off from the car, quickly circled it around and opened the door for her. “You're playing the gentleman all the way, aren't you”, she said with amusement. He just crookedly smiled at her, he really didn't want to be a gentleman. He wanted to ravage her with kisses, then carry her to the bedroom and fuck her till the morning hours, then convince her to take the day off and continue where they left off. Shaking the thoughts away, he walked her to the door and leaned against the porch pillar.

“I'll see you tomorrow”, he said softly. She turned to look at him, the porch light was creating a halo over her head and suddenly he had a urge to draw her.

“Aren't you coming in?” she asked, she wasn't sure what she wanted his answer to be.

“I better not, I have to be in court early tomorrow”, he answered, it was true but usually it wouldn't stop him.

“Okay. I had a great time”, she said with a smile.

“Me too”, he answered and pulled away from the pillar, stepping to stand in front of her. “I'll call you tomorrow”, he said and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

Despite the kiss being just a short goodnight kiss, Buffy was left breathless and wanting for more. “Okay. Goodnight”, she said with a soft voice that she was glad to find. Slowly she backed away and went inside.

Angel turned around and walked to his car, willing his growing erection to go away. There was nothing he wanted more than to go inside with her and show her what kind of a reaction she created in him but he couldn't. He forced himself to walk away because he didn't want her to think he was dating her just to get her to his bed, or in this case get into her bed. As he sat into his car, he groaned in frustration, yet another cold shower was waiting for him.