"Mmmmn, cherry." flavored lipgloss from her full tiers had lingered.
If Angel could blush, he would have. He noticed her eyes climbing up and down his body. Practically undressing him with her vision. She had always been that straight forward. Cutting back on blood bags, and working out through meditation was starting to pay off.
For as long as Angel could remember once Cordelia laid her eyes on him, around the same time Buffy did, the two faught over him. Lately, Buffy told her she could have him. That was before (a) things got more complicated, and (b) he slimmed down. "Apocalypse," was a good answer, right? That and Xanders harsh fat comment had opened his eyes.
Those two never really liked each other much.
Wrapping his arms loosely around her waist, he pulled her closer. "You look beautiful today as always." Okay..maybe he was trying to suck up considering he did leave up the toliet seat the last time they saw each other.
He was still a guy after all.
Kissing her forehead, he pressed his cheek in a caress against her own. "How was your weekend? Sorry, I've been isolating myself. Busy weekend."