"...and glanced across the bed at Spike, who'd dropped to a half-crouch, holding... a pillow. He gave me the look that meant that if I so much as giggled, the rest of the honeymoon would definitely suffer."

I could absolutely see it! *s* Love your characterizations & can'y wait for more. :)

Oh, & this: Beside me Spike was doing his usual post-sex boa constrictor impersonation--Spike does not so much sleep with you as wrestle you to the ground. is wonderful. Heh.