Just Desserts

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Xander and Willow sat across from one another at a large wooden table in the library. Giles had taken a coffee break with Ms. Calendar, so they were alone together. Willow’s attempts to help Xander pass Biology this year were growing desperate.

Xander glanced at Willow over his Biology book. He felt his eyes fixate on her face and... Suddenly, unexpectedly, a monumental TRUTH struck him, like lightning...<I LOVE WILLOW!!!>

Xander was stunned...<How could I have been so blind? How could I have missed something like this?! It’s been righ under my nose! What am I going to->

Willow looked up, faintly puzzled. Xander had been staring at her for several long minutes. He wore a stupefied expression on his face.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, growing unnerved by his continued silence. “Do I have something on my face?”

“NO!” Xander burst out. “It’s nothing! Absolutely nothing!” <How do I tell her? What do I do? Does she love me? Will she laugh at me?!...>

Willow smiled faintly. She was somewhat accustomed to Xander’s sometimes strange behavior. Willow mentally shrugged, chalking this bizarre demonstration up to male hormones and a full moon.

Willow’s wonderful smile, shining on his face like a blessed sunbeam off an angel’s wing, struck Xander full in the heart. Impulsively, he leaned forward and kissed Willow’s lips.

The kiss was light and tender, spontaneous but loving. Xander closed his eyes, realizing he had at last found the Love of his Life. <My Soul Mate...>

When Xander pulled back to gaze deep into Willow’s eyes, he expected to see her love burning there. He couldn’t imagine how she could feel anything else; how she could fail to recognize the bond tying them together for eternity.

Willow blinked, slightly stunned. She stared at Xander, speechless...

Xander grabbed her hand. “Willow, I LOVE You!” he exclaimed. “I finally realize how blind I’ve been! Can you ever forgive me?” he pleaded.

Willow squeezed Xander’s hand, trying to think of the right words. Xander hung on to her hand, his life depending on her words...<What will they be?! Willow, Please! I love You!!!>

“Xander,” she managed awkwardly, “You’re my best friend...But, I’m sorry, I just don’t think of you that way anymore...”

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