by Sängerin

Xander excelled at not-kissing. He and Cordelia had not-kissed for the better part of six months. Until he and Willow had not-kissed, not-groped, and not-cheated. And then he and Faith had not-screwed.

He'd be extra-crispy-popular if Cordy ever knew about that. She'd been ready to burn him on any convenient stake for a few little smoochies -- not-smoochies -- with Willow. Actual sex with Faith - the girl who stolen the eyes of Sunnydale's jocks from their rightful focus on Cordelia? St Catherine's wheel was a possibility. Or the rack.

He watched Cordelia walk past and wondered who she was not-kissing now.


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