Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon & Anita Blake belongs to Laurell K. Hamilton.
Sometimes late in the night, while she sleeps curled up next to next to him, exhausted from his ardent attentions, he would imagine she was someone else. His fingers would feel long tousled blond curls instead of the short red mop of hair on her head. His hands would feel fuller breasts and wide soft hips instead of her slim waif like form. She shifts and blinks up at him with forest green eyes trimmed with auburn lashes, but he sees crystal blue eyes fringed with brown.
“You are thinking of her again,” a sweet voice whispers in English. Her voice was heavy deeper, French.
“Forgive me, my red witch,” Asher murmurs and presses a soft kiss to her forehead.
A soft smile graces her lips and she snuggles down next to me, “Always, my love, for at one time I was she.”