I loved the contradictin of Spike's feelings and his actions here: "In fact Spike was on the verge of turning around, kissing Angel, and begging to be fucked. So he did the only thing he could do.

"Hey! Get off me you old perv!" Spike complained as he rudely elbowed Angel in the stomach." It was delightfully in character.

Spike turning the tables on Angel was erotic and funny. This made me laugh out loud: "Now, we're even," Spike said with a grin. "And since possession is nine tenths of law, I'd say they're your sheets to wash." Things are really heating up between these two.