“It’s all right, pet,” Spike whispered. “You go right ahead and hate me, it’s all right.” He pulled her closer and nuzzled her temple, his breath heady in her ear. His touch felt so good she pressed against him, warming herself on his cold chest as if he were a fire. “You have any idea how much I’ve hated you?” Set after Dead Things
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