"Ah. Right. Hero-type meets villain-type meets picket-fence romance and there's not much room left for reality, right?" Buffy watched the cigarette. "Nah. Believe me. Jack's a saint in comparison to the kind of folks I usually tangle with."
And her tone suggested that she wasn't talking about the fun kind of tangling.
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"Ah. Right. Hero-type meets villain-type meets picket-fence romance and there's not much room left for reality, right?" Buffy watched the cigarette. "Nah. Believe me. Jack's a saint in comparison to the kind of folks I usually tangle with."
And her tone suggested that she wasn't talking about the fun kind of tangling.