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Title: Flooding the Gates 86/100 TtH Prompt: #71 River Summary: The promised conversation. Flooding the Gates The doorbell rang and Cameron nervously wiped his sweaty palms against his pants legs. This was it. Make it or break it time with Buffy. No pressure. He rolled his shoulders to release some of the tension and then opened the door. “Hey,” he said softly. “Hey yourself,” she said with a nervous smile. “Come in,” he said, stepping back. After he shut the door, he took her coat and hung it up for her. Buffy absently looked around as she followed Cameron into the living room. She’d been there quite a few times, but it had mostly been with the entire team. There had been the one time when she had cared for him while he was sick, but that was different. This was being alone with him and it was giving her butterflies in her tummy. “Sorry about earlier today,” he said finally after they were both seated on his sofa. “For what? Scaring me, yelling at me, or kissing me?” “For uh, scaring you mostly, and sort of the other stuff.” “Oh,” she said, her expression falling just slightly. “Not that I didn’t want to… kiss you… It’s just… that’s not how I wanted to let you know.” She looked up at him through her lashes. “Let me know what?” Cameron stood and began pacing. “You know, you don’t make things easy on a guy. You’re beautiful, intelligent, sexy as hell, and you can take care of yourself. It took me a while to notice… I mean I noticed from the beginning, but I didn’t notice notice… But then I did, and boy did I. And I wanted to tell you, but then there were all these fears. Then you go and do something incredibly crazy and it scared me more. It just boiled over and I so didn’t want you to learn that I cared about you way more than I should in front of the others.” He stopped moving and looked at Buffy. “But Cameron, aren’t there regulations about this?” She asked. This was something she had hoped for, but now faced with the possibility of getting what she wanted, she was nearly frozen with fear. “Well, sort of. Definite military regulations, but you aren’t military.” “But we’re on the same team,” she pointed out. “True, but I know you’ve worked with your boyfriends before…” “In an unofficial setting mostly. And you’re assuming an awful lot here.” “So… you don’t care for me.” “Well… I do…” “See, no assuming on my part.” “But still….” “Buffy, why should we fight it?” He moved to kneel in front of her. “Our lives could end tomorrow or we could live forever. Either way, don’t we owe it to ourselves to do what it takes to make us happy?” He reached out to tuck a stray hair behind her ear. His fingers trailed along her jaw line as he pulled back. “I care about you, a lot. Don’t you want to give us a try? To find out what’s possible?” Like a dam being overflowed by a river, the emotions she had been holding back for so long surged forward. How could she resist him or her feelings any longer? “I do,” she whispered. A grin broke out on Cameron’s face. He closed the distance between them and gently kissed her. “You won’t regret this.” Previous Chapter Buffygate Menu |
