Ambrose frowned. He had not seen Lucius' companion at the party, then again he had not noticed many people other than Buffy in her red dress. But they had split for an hour so he supposed that was when they talked. But trusting her? He had a bad feeling about this.
"So what did the two of you talk about, exactly." He should have seen this coming ages ago, but he had been ignoring it. "And yes I do trust you, Buffy. You have yet to give me a reason not to." Not counting when she first went out of the house and then came back and the had sex for the first time.