Page 211 of Trick or Stalk

She beams at Hades. “I agree.”

I point at her. “You followed us.”

“Don't be ridiculous,” Gracie says.

Walter barks.

“Walter says you're lying.”

“He can't talk.”

“He has expressive eyes.”

Hades is laughing now. Actually laughing.

And despite myself, I start laughing too.

“This is insane.”

“I vote for Morticia and Gomez,” Gracie says.

Hades looks at me.

“Stop trying to help,” I say to her.

“He has the height for it.”

“That isn't a Gomez requirement.”

“It should be.”

Hades leans closer to me. “I'll do it.”

I turn my head. “You will?”

“Sure.”

“Gomez worships Morticia.”

His gaze drops briefly to my mouth. “I know.”

My breath catches.

Gracie makes another noise.

I don't look at her.

If I acknowledge her existence right now, I'm going to commit homicide in a Halloween store.

Instead, I stare at Hades. “So you're willing to commit to the role?”

His eyes don't leave mine. “Completely.”

Oh.

Fuck me.

I clear my throat. “Fine.”