seasonal spuffy

This is such an interesting set-up.

“Your mother didn’t raise you to eat women for dinner every night either, but you do—did.

I like that she doesn't fall prey to his charm that easily.

“No you don’t. Not here. Here you love me.” With her arm over her eyes, Buffy missed the sadness that flickered across his face. “Here, you love me,” he repeated in a whisper, standing up and walking out of the room.

Aw. I like how he's not hiding his feelings but also not pushing her about them.

Did you get the idea of Buffy's job from Ringer? :)