She had seen evil, and demons, and all the things that went bump in the night. And she knew, by now, that evil wasn't always evil looking. Yes, there were vampires that had aged and shriveled with time, and there were demons with scales and slime and crawling with maggots. But evil could look good and innocent and pure and could be hidden under the face of an Angel.
He, somehow, was both. She wanted to kiss him as much as she wanted to hide under the covers and get away from that expression.
Maybe that was where the attraction was.
Cordelia raised her finger, tracing his lips, half expecting to have the digit bitten off.
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She had seen evil, and demons, and all the things that went bump in the night. And she knew, by now, that evil wasn't always evil looking. Yes, there were vampires that had aged and shriveled with time, and there were demons with scales and slime and crawling with maggots. But evil could look good and innocent and pure and could be hidden under the face of an Angel.
He, somehow, was both. She wanted to kiss him as much as she wanted to hide under the covers and get away from that expression.
Maybe that was where the attraction was.
Cordelia raised her finger, tracing his lips, half expecting to have the digit bitten off.