EMAIL:  slaythis99@aol.com
SUMMARY:  Doyle talks about his love
SPOILER:  S4 rumours
DISTRIBUTION:  Sure, just email me & lmk where it's going - I like seeing my
name in print =)
FEEDBACK:  Please, I'd hate to have to Slay for it.  =P
RATING:  TV-14
DISCLAIMER:  I don't own these characters, Joss Whedon does.  If he ever
decides to give them to me, that would be nice.  =)
 

    From the first moment I saw her, I thought she was beautiful. The long black hair, tousled just enough that even straight, it had a great fullness  about it.  She flips it over her face and smiles through it, this amazing  smile.  Her sexy teeth shining through those perfect red lips.

    If I didn't know a manly guy named Angel, that would be the way I refer  to her. She's almost Goddess-like though.  The look of an Angel, the secrecy  of the Devil, the passion of Venus DeMilo.  Cordelia has it all, and then  some.

    Cordelia - I'd call her Sweetness but I can tell she'd slap me - walks  around like she owns this place.  It's cute really, she seems to possess the  world and yet she's flat broke, according to Angel.  I like a woman in need  that refuses to admit it.

    "Angel!" I hear her yell from the next room.  "Help!"

    "What is it now?" he's trying to remain calm, but I can tell she's  annoyed.  He leaves and I sigh.  Why doesn't she just call 'Doyle!!!' now and  then?  I'll aid her in *any* way she requests.

    "I can't use this mouse," she complains.  "My nails wanna catch on it and  break."

    I watch Angel try to keep his human face as he hooks a new mouse up for  her. I'm beginning to think 'Princess' is the word for her.  Doyle's  Princess.  Yep, sounds good.

FIN