mouthed, “Oh, my God."
I laughed and shook my head. Mandy had the Brad bug. I just hoped he wouldn't break her heart like the last jerk.
As I entered the hall, I caught an intoxicating scent of cinnamon mixed with almonds and something else—something very male. At least I didn't have to worry about bats in here. I laughed to myself.
The bathroom was decorated just as cool as the rest of the house. Spider webs stretched from each corner of the ceiling, dangling spiders completing the effect. Several ghosts hung at eye level made spooky sounds as you passed. A talking pumpkin covered the toilet lid, and pumpkin and bat mini soaps sat in the holder on the sink. A Halloween themed shower curtain hung from the rod, and matching towels were neatly arranged on the rack. Someone in this family sure loved Halloween.
After adjusting my costume and making sure my make-up still looked decent, I opened the door—and plowed straight into Dracula. Well, a guy dressed as Dracula. He reached out and grabbed my shoulders, keeping me from falling backward into the bathroom. His black and red satin cape encircled me, brushing my skin with its slick softness. He smelled of cinnamon, almonds, and everything masculine. My pulse pounded in my veins. An electrical field surrounded us, popping and snapping, seeming to pull us closer.
"Hello there, Sparkie. So we meet again.” He lifted his lips in a sexy smile.
I about melted into a puddle as I stared into his gorgeous blue eyes. Startled, I couldn't even manage a simple ‘hi.'
"Love the costume.” He scanned my body from head to toe. “It works well on you.” His voice was like honey—sweet and yummy. He reached a hand out and tipped my chin up with his finger. “Save me a dance, okay?"
My skin heated where he had touched me and my stomach fluttered.
Twirling his cape in an exaggerated movement, he wiggled his eyebrows and then spun away, leaving me staring after him with my mouth wide open.
I quickly found Mandy. “He's here. Mandy, he's here."
A frown flitted across her face. “Who?"
"The guy from the cave. He's Dracula. I mean, he's dressed like Dracula."
"Are you serious? He's here? Where? I've got to see this dude."
I looked in the direction where he had disappeared and pointed. “He's over there somewhere. He asked me to save a dance for him. And he called me Sparkie again. He remembered me."
"Yeah, he's new. He just moved into the house a few down from mine across the street,” Brad said.
"Does he go to our school?” I asked.
"Yep, he starts tomorrow."
I exchanged looks with Mandy. I couldn't believe my luck.
"Come with me. I want you to see him before he gets away.” I pulled on Mandy's arm. “Come on."
"I'll be back in a minute,” she said to Brad.
"No problem.” Brad did a silly good-bye wave like Mandy would be going on an extended trip.
By the time we got to the other side of the room and spotted Dracula, Val had already laid claim to him. She giggled and flipped her blonde locks, making quite a show of herself. And boy were her boobs on display. She might as well have served them up on a tray. Surely, he wasn't buying into her act. It made me want to puke. She was so transparent. And so ridiculous.
"Oh, my God! You were right, Cheyenne. He's freakin’ gorgeous. And why is that cow hanging all over him?” Mandy curled up one corner of her lip. “Val just can't let anything be, can she? I thought she was all hot and bothered by what's-his-name."
"She was all over him in the cave, but that doesn't mean anything. Val discards boys like most of us do trash. She usually gets what she wants, but she's in for a real surprise this time. She ain't gettin’ Dracula. Not if I have anything to do with it.” I narrowed my eyes on Val, wishing for her hair to fall out or for her to let loose a loud fart—anything to put her in her place.
"Meeeeooooow! Someone's mighty feisty tonight.” Mandy chuckled.
"Well, I saw him first. So there!” This was one
I laughed and shook my head. Mandy had the Brad bug. I just hoped he wouldn't break her heart like the last jerk.
As I entered the hall, I caught an intoxicating scent of cinnamon mixed with almonds and something else—something very male. At least I didn't have to worry about bats in here. I laughed to myself.
The bathroom was decorated just as cool as the rest of the house. Spider webs stretched from each corner of the ceiling, dangling spiders completing the effect. Several ghosts hung at eye level made spooky sounds as you passed. A talking pumpkin covered the toilet lid, and pumpkin and bat mini soaps sat in the holder on the sink. A Halloween themed shower curtain hung from the rod, and matching towels were neatly arranged on the rack. Someone in this family sure loved Halloween.
After adjusting my costume and making sure my make-up still looked decent, I opened the door—and plowed straight into Dracula. Well, a guy dressed as Dracula. He reached out and grabbed my shoulders, keeping me from falling backward into the bathroom. His black and red satin cape encircled me, brushing my skin with its slick softness. He smelled of cinnamon, almonds, and everything masculine. My pulse pounded in my veins. An electrical field surrounded us, popping and snapping, seeming to pull us closer.
"Hello there, Sparkie. So we meet again.” He lifted his lips in a sexy smile.
I about melted into a puddle as I stared into his gorgeous blue eyes. Startled, I couldn't even manage a simple ‘hi.'
"Love the costume.” He scanned my body from head to toe. “It works well on you.” His voice was like honey—sweet and yummy. He reached a hand out and tipped my chin up with his finger. “Save me a dance, okay?"
My skin heated where he had touched me and my stomach fluttered.
Twirling his cape in an exaggerated movement, he wiggled his eyebrows and then spun away, leaving me staring after him with my mouth wide open.
I quickly found Mandy. “He's here. Mandy, he's here."
A frown flitted across her face. “Who?"
"The guy from the cave. He's Dracula. I mean, he's dressed like Dracula."
"Are you serious? He's here? Where? I've got to see this dude."
I looked in the direction where he had disappeared and pointed. “He's over there somewhere. He asked me to save a dance for him. And he called me Sparkie again. He remembered me."
"Yeah, he's new. He just moved into the house a few down from mine across the street,” Brad said.
"Does he go to our school?” I asked.
"Yep, he starts tomorrow."
I exchanged looks with Mandy. I couldn't believe my luck.
"Come with me. I want you to see him before he gets away.” I pulled on Mandy's arm. “Come on."
"I'll be back in a minute,” she said to Brad.
"No problem.” Brad did a silly good-bye wave like Mandy would be going on an extended trip.
By the time we got to the other side of the room and spotted Dracula, Val had already laid claim to him. She giggled and flipped her blonde locks, making quite a show of herself. And boy were her boobs on display. She might as well have served them up on a tray. Surely, he wasn't buying into her act. It made me want to puke. She was so transparent. And so ridiculous.
"Oh, my God! You were right, Cheyenne. He's freakin’ gorgeous. And why is that cow hanging all over him?” Mandy curled up one corner of her lip. “Val just can't let anything be, can she? I thought she was all hot and bothered by what's-his-name."
"She was all over him in the cave, but that doesn't mean anything. Val discards boys like most of us do trash. She usually gets what she wants, but she's in for a real surprise this time. She ain't gettin’ Dracula. Not if I have anything to do with it.” I narrowed my eyes on Val, wishing for her hair to fall out or for her to let loose a loud fart—anything to put her in her place.
"Meeeeooooow! Someone's mighty feisty tonight.” Mandy chuckled.
"Well, I saw him first. So there!” This was one
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