"I would tell you that you might need to sit down for this, but I won't." She smiled, reaching into her pocket and pulled out the small key ring with two keys dangling from it.

This was uncharted waters for her. Sure, she had Buffy as a roommate and Nic had keys but this was a hell of a lot different.

"They're keys to my place. One for the building and one to the apartment. I want you to feel like it's yours, too." She looked at Wesley, her smile hanging on but barely. Gwen idly wondered if he could hear the pounding of her heart. "Shocked? Stunned? Want to sit down?" Her smile grew with the questions. "I want to take that next step with you." A beat, "My house is your house."