My cheeks strained to accommodate the smile on my face. “I’m glad you told me, Killer. This is going to be the best Halloween ever...but I do need to get going, or Jessie's going to send out a search party.”
I hated leaving him, but if I didn’t leave now, I wouldn’t. He stroked his hand down my cheek before kissing me on the tip of my nose.
“Get out of here, Slick, or I'm going to throw you in my car and ravish you in front of the whole campus, and really give them a lesson on something they'll use later in life.”
I laughed and stood on my tiptoes, kissing him lightly before getting into my car. He knocked on the window, and I rolled it down.
“I love you. Be safe. I'll see you tonight.”
“Love you too. Hey, any chance you'll tell me what you're going to be for Halloween?” I teased, knowing he wouldn't. I stashed my costume at Ryan’s so I could surprise him. Both Kill and Van retaliated by refusing to tell us what they were going to be. It was hilarious how they kept trying to be sneaky, hoping we would cave in to find out their secrets.
He shook his head. "See you tonight, sexy."
I drove all the way to Ryan’s house with the biggest cheeser on my face. While we were getting ready, he texted me.
I can't wait to see you tonight.
I'm going to finish what we
started and ravish you.
Love you.
"Faith, stop smiling. I can't finish your makeup."
"Sorry, Jess," I replied, but couldn't comply.
"Why are you in such a good mood, anyway?"
"Kill told me he loved me today," I answered, my face splitting in two.
Ryan, Amy, and Denise screamed, jumping up and down. They made me go over every word leading up to his confession in meticulous detail.
Jessie bit her bottom lip, her eyes full of fear. Before we walked out to go into the bar, I grabbed Jessie and pulled her back. I wanted to talk to her without the other girls listening.
“Jess, I know you’re worried about me, but I promise I'm going to be okay.”
“I know. I just worry about you. I don’t want my past to scare you away from love. I just don’t want you to get hurt. Things are going to change soon, and I hope you're ready for it.”
“I think you need to take your own advice.” I walked away, letting my words sink in. I didn't want to talk about anything too serious, because I was still on cloud nine from Kill’s admission of love.
When we strutted into the bar, everyone stopped to stare at us before they broke into catcalls.
Our costumes consisted of bustiers showing way too much cleavage, skirts that barely covered our asses, and our best fuck me heels—each of us in different colors. Bar wenches were in the house tonight.
Even though Amy didn’t work for Ray’s, she refused to be left out. She donned her own official beer-wench costume and wore it proudly along with the rest of us. The bar was already packed to capacity with people arriving early so they could eat before the shenanigans started.
Ray had put together games and prizes, and the crowd hummed with excitement as they waited for the festivities to start. I was busy running around and taking everyone’s orders, declining the naughty offers I received.
The bell above the door rang, making my blood pump triple time. When I looked up, my jaw dropped. Kill, Van, D, and Jet sauntered in shirtless wearing black pants, and black bow ties fastened around their necks. DJ Smoke played the Chippendales’ intro song and the JackholeS began to dance in sync, thrusting their hips in time to the music with their arms flexed behind their heads.
The whole bar went crazy, and I was afraid they would be attacked. By the way the women in the bar hollered for them to lose their pants, an attack was a definite possibility. The boys finally ended their dance and went toward their table. When the screaming bar realized they were going to keep their clothes on, boo’s and groans bounced off the walls.
Amy ran to Jet and jumped into his arms, revealing her ruffled panties when she wrapped her body around him.
I slammed a shot down while waiting for Ryan to fill my orders. We’d decided to take cabs home, so I wasn't holding back tonight. I’d pay for it tomorrow when I had to go to class, but I decided to worry about that later.
I hefted the full tray up, and then felt a pair of familiar arms wrap around me and pull me to his naked chest.
