“Riley Finn, hm? Any good at swimming?” Faith teased.
“Nah. Kind of gave up on that whole thing. So, Faith, what brings you to the gloomy city of New York?”
“Oh, I dunno. Just wanted to stir up some trouble, I guess.”
Riley chuckled at the brunette next to him. She seemed kind of familiar. Like he had seen her before. Her vodka was slapped down on the counter. BSB-Bar was known for its reliability. Riley took a deep gulp of his Bud Light and returned attention to the girl next to him.
“What brings you here, Riley?” she asked. Riley found staring at her intense brown eyes. They burned with a fire Sam’s hadn’t. A fire no one else had. This girl was special, he could tell. She had something... a flare that no one else had. She was everything he wasn’t and yet, they were smushed together in the loud bar.
“Me? Oh, well, I.. My wife just left me and well... I heard New York was a good place to start over,” he said slowly, making sure he didn’t say anything too revealing.
“Oh, well, that just means you get to have a bit more fun, Ri. Come on, drop the beer, let’s dance. I got a *load* of sexual tension to work up yet!” She left the tonic and jumped out onto the slick floor, swirling around in a circle, lips curled into a smile. “Don’t leave me hanging!” she called at Riley, who was still sitting down.
“I... I can’t dance...” Riley said uncomfortably. “Why don’t you just go... find another partner. I’m sure you wouldn’t like me anyway. Not a tiger in the sack.”
Faith abruptly stopped dancing. “I don’t need a tiger, Riley. I just need you and your man parts and your funky fresh dance moves! Come on!” Riley couldn’t deny her. The girl was too eager and childish. Even if none of her resembled a child in any way, shape, or form. He slid out onto the floor, circling around Faith, watching her swivel her hips and toss her hair and leap around to the fast, pumping hard rock.
“Dance!” she commanded. “What, you in the military?”
“Actually, I am. But that’s not the point. I can’t get my body to move to the beat.” Faith grabbed his pants by the loops.
“Oh, I bet you *can* move to the beat, Finn man. Want to go for a test drive?” Faith slid her hands up his chest to come up and rest on his shoulders, grinding her hips against his own. She slid her nose against his and gently grazed his lips with the tips of her canine teeth. Riley shuddered, his mind swirling with mixed emotions. This girl was hot and right up against him, generating body warmth that mixed with his own. He could smell her, taste her, be her. But he wasn’t sure if he could let go of Sam. He wasn’t sure he was ready. He wasn’t sure he would ever be ready. He loved Sam. He would till the day he died and this girl, he wasn’t sure he could push himself to really let her in. Like Buffy hadn’t been able to do after Angel. But he had to. He could never move on if he never tried.
“I think I wanna go the whole way,” he growled, sending his lips clashing with the brunette. The brunette he had yet to know a last name from.
***
Faith grumbled, wiping the sleep from her eyes, and groped around for flesh. Her fingers collided with the warm skin of Riley’s flesh. He had stayed the night. Not to say she was insulted. It was nice to wake up to someone. And he had been so perfect, so gentle. He was trying... well, she didn’t quite know what he was trying to do, but if felt so different from anything she had felt before. And the closest she had ever gotten, was with him. He had power over her she couldn’t yet begin to understand, all she knew was that someday, she would like to know. And she wanted him to stay close to her... Until he was too close for comfort.
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