[ her will bends over backwards in a way that only spike can manage to get it to and she nearly melts into his touch, but then she steps back suddenly, holding a hand against his chest to keep him at arm's length. ]
No! [ she deflates. ] You got your kiss. I did what you asked, now just--Go. Please. [ toward the end there, the plea becomes genuine rather than a barked, defensive order. ]
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No! [ she deflates. ] You got your kiss. I did what you asked, now just--Go. Please. [ toward the end there, the plea becomes genuine rather than a barked, defensive order. ]