"Oh, I'm sure Angel's throwing a bloody parade back in LA. If he's not too busy buggering that new slayer friend of his, anyway." But Spike didn't care about that anymore. He couldn't care, not when he was so far away, with someone who treated him better than Angel ever had. Out here, it was hard to care about anything other than Riley. Spike gave a mischievous grin as one of his hands dropped back down to Riley's cock. "Can't imagine what we'd do to celebrate..."