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imposter later for the witches to deal with.
    "Why don't you just stay and dance with me?"   He said, moving towards me, using his dance rhythm to propel himself forward in perfect time to his inner beat.   Now he was like a sexy disco cougar which was hilarious and terrifying at the same time.   I felt like I was in the middle of a really goofy music video from the eighties, only with a demon as the star and me as his prey.
    I looked from him to the spot where I thought I could get out of the trees and back with my friends.   If I was going to get away from him, I knew I had to go now.   I had no idea whether he'd be able to use his super speeds while he was pixelated or not, and I didn't want to find out when it would be too late.
    I ran as fast as I could for the tree line, my breath pushing out of me as desperate huffs and puffs.   My legs that had quit burning just moments before started up again, my muscles complaining with every stride.
    He came crashing in the brush behind me.   His hyper-speed didn't seem to be working, because if it had been, he would have already been on me within a second of me starting to run, but I was staying ahead.
    I was panting louder and louder as the panic of being chased set in.   Adrenaline coursed through my veins, giving me speed I didn't know I had.   I got a cramp in my side and my chest was burning with the effort of escaping this dancing nut job.
    Spike was close behind now, laughing and yelling out in his pixelated joy.   The dust hadn't made him harmless.   Apparently, it just made him more determined to kiss me than he had been earlier.   And I knew this time, there would be no brakes applied by him.   If he caught me, I was going down.   Like all the way down.
    "Jayne, I love you!   Come back to me, beautiful girl!   Let us dance together!   Let me sing you a song that I wrote for you!"
      Holy shit, I seriously prefer the more modest Spike.   I could see Dardennes in the distance, using a shining silver sword against a guy who looked like a fae.   Vampire , I thought, ready to go lend him a hand, assuming I could somehow lose my pixelated loverboy.
    Before I could get within shouting distance of my allies with any hope of being heard over the sounds of the fighting, I felt something hard hit my shoulder.   I was stopped abruptly by the force of it and went down to my knees.   I had hoped to catch myself there, but the momentum and the demon's follow-up was too much.   I continued down to the forest floor on my face as a heavy weight landed on me, hitting me in the back and making it impossible for me to do anything but eat dirt.
    Friggin Spike had caught up to me and nailed me with his heavy hand and then downed me with a full-body tackle.   And he wasted no time in trying to force-cuddle and kiss me in a pile of stinky mushrooms.

CHAPTER FOUR

    I PUSHED AGAINST THE DEMON-Spike's shoulders with all of my might, shaking my head from side to side in an effort to avoid his kisses.   "Stop, Spike!" I yelled.   "I'm serious ... get off me!"   I wiggled my legs around, trying to get one of them in nut crushing position, but he was too fast for me, always adjusting to counter my moves.
    He strained forward at the same time and pressed his lips to mine, completely ignoring my pleas.
    I couldn't believe I was being kiss-attacked while my friends fought demons with axes and swords almost spitting distance from us.   I tried to argue with this idiot some more, but his mouth was in the way.   I was feeling trapped, and whimpered with the panic.   He was seriously trying to kiss me now and touching my body in places I wasn't comfortable with.   The situation went from crazy ridiculousness to feeling a lot too much like rape.   "Please ... not like this ... not like this, Spike," I begged.
    He stopped in an instant, pulling his head up.   His eyes stared into mine as one of his hands came up and gently pushed the hair out of my face.   He was panting, his