Spike didn’t quite know what was happening. One minute, he and Cordelia had been sitting in the abandoned building, discussing food and wondering when the storm would lighten up… and then he’d suddenly felt an overwhelming desire to kiss her. He bent over the chair where she sat, cupped her face with one hand, and brushed his lips softly against hers.
“Spike? What are you…” Cordelia trailed off as Spike reached out and touched her cheek. Allowing her eyes so flutter shut, she felt surprisingly gentle lips press against her own. Quickly shaking off her initial confusion, Cordelia wrapped her arms around his neck and gently returned his kiss.