Lovely fluff for first thing in the morning, Lysa. Had to smirk at Angel being 30secs later than expected.
Consider your stocking stuffed!
Curiosity won out. Despite making no noise on the way down the stairs, Cordelia turned just as he reached the bottom step. Carrying a roll of wrapping paper, she walked over and lightly jabbed him in the stomach with one end.
“What kept you?” Her warm smile tugged at his heart. “I expected you down here thirty seconds ago.”
Poor Angel. He can't even sneak around his own hotel no more!
It's always nice to see the contrast between the old Angel and the Cordy-influenced Angel. Of course, Angel-influenced Cordy is just as striking. He brought out the caring nature in her and she brought him out of the dark. *sigh* Thanks for reminding us.
thanks for posting this ;)
I think I love you what can I say, this was so good, I love the way you write our favourite peeps, especially Angel's thoughts .. can you imagine what it would have been like to have seen this played out on the screen!!
Waiting for next installment!!
Cute fic!! I really liked the way you wrote Angel's feelings. I needed some C/A fluffy fic to cheer me up!