Buffy could feel a current of chills run along her spine at the sound of Eliot's low, semi-seductive voice. Did he really just do that? She tried hard not to grin as she looked away with him, attempting to press her lips together to hide it away. She failed miserably. She slightly laughed and her arms would lightly squeeze around Eliot to pull him closer to her.
You're right. Don't go anywhere, mmkay?
She just didn't feel like making the effort to talk anymore. If she kept this up she'd probably become a mute. The thought brought a smile to her lips, she should really stop doing that unless she needed to. Making it a habit wasn't a good idea.
"I have a feeling I'm not going to sleep alone for a very, long time."
Blues glanced up at Eliot once again. She was still smiling. He clearly had a special way with her. A minute ago she wanted to kill every single member of the opposite sex out there, and now it was the opposite.