Prompt 156: Fiction
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still_grrrTitle: Maybe One Day
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angelus2hot
Rating: PG
Word Count: 523
Prompt: 156(het pairings)
Characters/Pairing: Giles/Joyce
Her hair was piled on top of her head with just a few tendrils allowed to escape and lay softly against her neck. Her eyes were softly framed by long darkened lashes and were bright with anticipation. Her lips were colored with kiss me red lipstick and a black dress that would swirl around her knees as she walked completed the look.
Not bad for a middle aged mother of one, even if she did have to say so herself.
But she still couldn't believe that she was doing this. They'd only had the one date. And it couldn't even be considered a date. Not really. The things they did wouldn't be considered dating much less something that you did on a first date. Or at least she usually didn't. What if he expected the same thing again? She swallowed hard as that thought occurred to her. Maybe she should cancel.
A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.
Damn! It was too late to call him now. Oh, well she might as well get this over with. After one last look in the mirror, she opened the door.
*******
The vision before him took his breath away. He couldn't find words to express how beautiful she was tonight. Although the truth was he had always thought that she was an attractive woman. He had just never had the nerve to do anything about it. It was no wonder why with her daughter being the slayer. After all he liked all of his body parts exactly where they were... on his body.
But something had passed between them the last time they were together and he refused to ignore whatever it was without at least giving it a try.
He was still hoping to come up with something impressive to say when she finally spoke.
"Hello, Mr. Giles."
"I....um..." He cleared his throat and tried again. "I thought we'd gotten over the formalities between us."
"I...uh..." It was her turn to stammer as her thoughts went back to exactly how the formalities had been lost between them.
His eyes widened as he realized how she'd misinterpreted what he had said. "I didn't mean...why don't we start over. Joyce, you look very lovely tonight."
She blushed as she replied. "Thank you, Mr. Giles...I mean Rupert." She didn't think she'd ever get used to saying his first name. It just didn't roll off her tongue the way the other one seemed to do.
A slow smile spread across his face as he offered her his arm and walked her to his car. "You're welcome. And by the way, you may call me Ripper."
As she waited for him to open the car door she remembered he had never explained the meaning of his name. "Why are you called Ripper?"
He flashed her a wicked smile as he opened the door and helped her into his car. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
She quickly nodded her head. She really would.
As he shut the door and walked around the car to the driver's side she would have sworn she heard him say "Maybe one day you will."
Author:
angelus2hotRating: PG
Word Count: 523
Prompt: 156(het pairings)
Characters/Pairing: Giles/Joyce
Her hair was piled on top of her head with just a few tendrils allowed to escape and lay softly against her neck. Her eyes were softly framed by long darkened lashes and were bright with anticipation. Her lips were colored with kiss me red lipstick and a black dress that would swirl around her knees as she walked completed the look.
Not bad for a middle aged mother of one, even if she did have to say so herself.
But she still couldn't believe that she was doing this. They'd only had the one date. And it couldn't even be considered a date. Not really. The things they did wouldn't be considered dating much less something that you did on a first date. Or at least she usually didn't. What if he expected the same thing again? She swallowed hard as that thought occurred to her. Maybe she should cancel.
A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.
Damn! It was too late to call him now. Oh, well she might as well get this over with. After one last look in the mirror, she opened the door.
*******
The vision before him took his breath away. He couldn't find words to express how beautiful she was tonight. Although the truth was he had always thought that she was an attractive woman. He had just never had the nerve to do anything about it. It was no wonder why with her daughter being the slayer. After all he liked all of his body parts exactly where they were... on his body.
But something had passed between them the last time they were together and he refused to ignore whatever it was without at least giving it a try.
He was still hoping to come up with something impressive to say when she finally spoke.
"Hello, Mr. Giles."
"I....um..." He cleared his throat and tried again. "I thought we'd gotten over the formalities between us."
"I...uh..." It was her turn to stammer as her thoughts went back to exactly how the formalities had been lost between them.
His eyes widened as he realized how she'd misinterpreted what he had said. "I didn't mean...why don't we start over. Joyce, you look very lovely tonight."
She blushed as she replied. "Thank you, Mr. Giles...I mean Rupert." She didn't think she'd ever get used to saying his first name. It just didn't roll off her tongue the way the other one seemed to do.
A slow smile spread across his face as he offered her his arm and walked her to his car. "You're welcome. And by the way, you may call me Ripper."
As she waited for him to open the car door she remembered he had never explained the meaning of his name. "Why are you called Ripper?"
He flashed her a wicked smile as he opened the door and helped her into his car. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
She quickly nodded her head. She really would.
As he shut the door and walked around the car to the driver's side she would have sworn she heard him say "Maybe one day you will."
