AN IMAGINATIVE TASTE

"That settles it then. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight."

She hugged Angel, who hugged her back wholeheartedly.

Once they separated, it was Xanders turn to lead Angel away.

"I have to get the bag I left in the bathroom first," she said.

Ares wished he could follow her into the bathroom.

A lot of things could be done in less than five minutes.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, man?" He chided internally.

Angel walked into the bathroom, and grabbed the bag with the hideous clothes, and her underwear still in it.

Her eyes briefly caught sight of her underwear, and she thought of Ares in his.

"God help my soul," she prayed silently, before walking out of the bathroom.

She arrived in the room to see Ares, and the princess had left already.

"Ready?" Xander asked.

"Sure, but can I ask you a question as we go?"

"Women don't take no for an answer, so you might as well do whatever you want to do." He shrugged.