Wrong:
Destiny Corrected
by Shirlz

ANGEL:

I’d insisted that Buffy let me arrange caterers for the meal. She was nervous enough without having to worry about the food.

We were at present in our bedroom where the entire contents of Buffy’s wardrobe were spread from one corner of the room to the other.

"What do you think of this one?"

She paraded in front of me in a blue dress that I was sure that she had tried on an hour earlier!

"It’s fine Sweetheart."

She pulled it over her head and flung it onto the pile at my feet.

"You COULD show a little more interest. I AM doing this for you!"

I didn’t rise to the bait. I knew this evening was stressing her out.

"Baby, listen to me. What’s ‘your’ favourite outfit? The one that is comfortable but makes you feel special?"

"My leather pants and cashmere sweater."

"Wear those then. You know I think you look stunning whatever you wear, but you must dress for you and only you. Tonight is as much for you as it is for Alesha and I."

I hoped that I’d said the right thing. A stake may not be able to kill me any more but being on the receiving end of one still wouldn’t be a particularly pleasing experience. She smiled at me and I mentally heaved a sigh of relief.

"I knew there was a reason I love you!"

She leant in for a kiss and at the very same moment the doorbell rang.

"Aaaaaaaaaaargh!"

"Relax Baby. You finish getting ready and I’ll look after Alesha and our guests. Everything will be fine. They accept us and they accept our daughter. Tonight is just a formality."

I was rewarded with another smile.

"You’re gonna get lucky later tonight Mister."

"I can’t wait." I grinned back as I went to go downstairs.

Part Six Forthcoming

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