Don't complain to me if you don't like the series. Yes there is a lot of sex in this super-long story, but I will be posting the story in smaller segm...nts, and it will take a couple posts to get to the romance. I am a nerd, okay?~Part One~Time was a strange thing, really. Even though Giles had thought it would be impossible to keep away from Willow, that things had changed too much and they could never hope to return to how it had been, time slipped by. He saw her just as frequently as he had,. John must be as drunk as a fiddler's bitch not to able to recall the name. All of Braxton-Clark's cronies laughed at that and poor Charlie jumped up from his chair in a rage and shouted 'How dare you accuse me of being drunk, take it back this instant!' Braxton-Clark then asked Charlie if he was calling him out, and Charlie had replied 'Yes, damn it, I am, if you don't take back what you said'. Braxton-Clark didn't withdraw his remark and so seconds were chosen, and a time and place for the. What would she do when he showed up and told her who he was, and that he was moving into their home? Worse, what would his father say? Fear engulfed him. When they arrived at the address, Brian was impressed by the large, well-kept home. As the cabby unloaded the boxes, Brian nervously approached the door. His stomach felt like it was in his throat. Ringing the door bell elicited no response. Before Brian could catch the cabby, he drove away. Brian was left standing in the front lawn,. Now he stood outside waiting for his manager to finish up “one more thing”. Translation: take a seat, this could be a while. Thumbing through his phone, checking through the messages he’d missed. One from the roommate, one from his urban gardener, and one from her. Friend, friend with benefits, possible girlfriend, he wasn’t really sure what the fuck she was. Not sure it mattered all that much right now, for as much as she’d been begging for his dick, he hadn’t been able to see her. She was.