God the woman was infuriating and intoxicating. And fuck the kiss was too short. He was already licking his lips and imagining throwing the book to the corner of the room and showing Buff just what it was like to be pinned under a vampire as he had his way with her for being a vixen when someone bloody well knocked on the damn door. He almost growled at it as Buffy quickly looked panicky and tried to tell him it was not her, that she had not done anything.
"Are are not done." He said, getting up from the couch and straightening his suit jacket before going and opening the door. "Oh." He looked shocked. "Uh, Evie?" He asked. "What are you doing there." He looked around and didn't see Lucius around anywhere. "Where is your master?"