all night.”
“You won’t have to,” he called back. “I’ll keep you right next to me the whole time.”
I came out in witchy attire and examined myself in the mirror. I liked it, especially the black and orange socks. The black dress and matching cape fell a couple inches above my knees, perfect for showing off the cute stockings. “I like this one a lot,” I said, placing the pointed hat on my head and turning to him.
“Slutty nurse?” he asked, a hopeful look on his face.
“Nope.” I stuck my tongue out and went to change again.
“What about the Santa one?” he pleaded with me.
“Not a chance!” I laughed back.
I came out dressed in my normal clothes, witch uniform in hand.
“This is the one,” I said, smiling confidently. “Where’s your costume?”
“Here it is.” He held out a bag as he grabbed my hand and headed toward the checkout stand. I laughed when I saw the picture on the front.
“You’re kidding, right?”
“What? I think it’s perfect.” He laid his stuff on the counter and grabbed my purchases from me.
“It is. I think that’s what’s so funny,” I laughed some more.
“Will this be it for you?” The pimply, teenage boy behind the desk asked.
“Yes,” Zeus confirmed.
“Alright then, one witch costume and one Zeus, King of the Gods, costume,” he droned. “That will be forty two fifty.”
I had to cover my mouth to keep from laughing as we paid and left the store.
“So I have arranged for the casino to be decorated like the underworld. Cool right?”
We were speeding down the highway, in typical Zeus fashion.
“If I’m going to die in a car accident, I want to at least have fun doing it,” he would always say. I personally thought he was crazy. He drove like there was no chance he could die, despite the statistics I’d stuffed him full of.
“That sounds awesome,” I said, somewhat distracted. I’d wanted to ask him something, but my nerves had kept me from speaking up. I felt like doing so would be a big step for us—it really was a big step for anyone to take.
“If we work fast, all the props and decorations can be down in a couple of days. Then we can rest until Christmas.”
I saw my window of opportunity open and jumped through it.
“You won’t be doing anything special for Thanksgiving?” I held my breath, waiting for his answer.
“No, I don’t think so. I’m sure the stores will have Black Friday sales, but that’s all. You can only see so many turkey decorations before you’re ready to shoot them.” He laughed. “That was punny. Go me!” He glanced over at me and smiled dorkily. I rolled my eyes at the bad joke.
“Well,” I dug up the courage to say what I wanted, “I’m going to my parents for the break.”
“Sounds like fun,” he said nonchalantly.
“Really? Because I was wondering if you would, you know . . .” I was stammering and I hated it.
“Sure, I’ll come if you want me to,” he said enthusiastically. “I’d love to!”
“Wow, that’s really great,” I laughed, relieved. “I didn’t know if you’d want to.” I grimaced, embarrassed I’d admitted to it.
“Why wouldn’t I want to spend the holiday with my girlfriend?”
I sucked in a startled breath. He’d never called me that before, although I knew we were dating exclusively.
“I would very much like to meet your parents. I want to thank them for sending you here.”
I burst out laughing. “Don’t tell them that!” I gasped. “It will make them hate you for sure!”
We pulled off the highway and headed toward my apartment, laughing over my reenactment of the fit my parents had thrown before I moved.
We pulled into the lot and Zeus got out. Walking around the front of the vehicle, he opened my door for me.
“So, boyfriend ,” I said, liking how it sounded. “I think some celebrations are in order. Are you free tonight?”
“I’m not actually,” he said, frowning. He seemed to ponder that for a moment and then
“You won’t have to,” he called back. “I’ll keep you right next to me the whole time.”
I came out in witchy attire and examined myself in the mirror. I liked it, especially the black and orange socks. The black dress and matching cape fell a couple inches above my knees, perfect for showing off the cute stockings. “I like this one a lot,” I said, placing the pointed hat on my head and turning to him.
“Slutty nurse?” he asked, a hopeful look on his face.
“Nope.” I stuck my tongue out and went to change again.
“What about the Santa one?” he pleaded with me.
“Not a chance!” I laughed back.
I came out dressed in my normal clothes, witch uniform in hand.
“This is the one,” I said, smiling confidently. “Where’s your costume?”
“Here it is.” He held out a bag as he grabbed my hand and headed toward the checkout stand. I laughed when I saw the picture on the front.
“You’re kidding, right?”
“What? I think it’s perfect.” He laid his stuff on the counter and grabbed my purchases from me.
“It is. I think that’s what’s so funny,” I laughed some more.
“Will this be it for you?” The pimply, teenage boy behind the desk asked.
“Yes,” Zeus confirmed.
“Alright then, one witch costume and one Zeus, King of the Gods, costume,” he droned. “That will be forty two fifty.”
I had to cover my mouth to keep from laughing as we paid and left the store.
“So I have arranged for the casino to be decorated like the underworld. Cool right?”
We were speeding down the highway, in typical Zeus fashion.
“If I’m going to die in a car accident, I want to at least have fun doing it,” he would always say. I personally thought he was crazy. He drove like there was no chance he could die, despite the statistics I’d stuffed him full of.
“That sounds awesome,” I said, somewhat distracted. I’d wanted to ask him something, but my nerves had kept me from speaking up. I felt like doing so would be a big step for us—it really was a big step for anyone to take.
“If we work fast, all the props and decorations can be down in a couple of days. Then we can rest until Christmas.”
I saw my window of opportunity open and jumped through it.
“You won’t be doing anything special for Thanksgiving?” I held my breath, waiting for his answer.
“No, I don’t think so. I’m sure the stores will have Black Friday sales, but that’s all. You can only see so many turkey decorations before you’re ready to shoot them.” He laughed. “That was punny. Go me!” He glanced over at me and smiled dorkily. I rolled my eyes at the bad joke.
“Well,” I dug up the courage to say what I wanted, “I’m going to my parents for the break.”
“Sounds like fun,” he said nonchalantly.
“Really? Because I was wondering if you would, you know . . .” I was stammering and I hated it.
“Sure, I’ll come if you want me to,” he said enthusiastically. “I’d love to!”
“Wow, that’s really great,” I laughed, relieved. “I didn’t know if you’d want to.” I grimaced, embarrassed I’d admitted to it.
“Why wouldn’t I want to spend the holiday with my girlfriend?”
I sucked in a startled breath. He’d never called me that before, although I knew we were dating exclusively.
“I would very much like to meet your parents. I want to thank them for sending you here.”
I burst out laughing. “Don’t tell them that!” I gasped. “It will make them hate you for sure!”
We pulled off the highway and headed toward my apartment, laughing over my reenactment of the fit my parents had thrown before I moved.
We pulled into the lot and Zeus got out. Walking around the front of the vehicle, he opened my door for me.
“So, boyfriend ,” I said, liking how it sounded. “I think some celebrations are in order. Are you free tonight?”
“I’m not actually,” he said, frowning. He seemed to ponder that for a moment and then
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