Page 233 of Trick or Stalk

He sees it. I know he does. Something almost predatory settles over his face.

“Presley.”

“What?”

“You're thinking too loudly.”

I grin, but it quickly fades.

I look toward the trail. Trees surround us.

“This is insane.”

“Probably.”

“You're enjoying this.”

“Very much.”

I look at him. “What happens if you catch me?”

“When I catch you.” His gaze drops to my mouth. “Whatever you want.”

That shouldn't be the hottest possible answer, but it is.

“And if I want you to stop?”

“I stop. No hesitation.”

My heart continues hammering. “Safe word?”

His eyes sharpen. For a fraction of a second, something unreadable crosses Hades's face. Then it's gone.

He nods. “We should have one.”

“Agreed.”

I look at the trees again, then at him. “Okay. Pumpkin.”

His eyebrow rises. “Pumpkin?”

“It's Halloween.”

“Pumpkin it is.”

“If I say it⁠—”

“Everything stops.” The certainty in his voice settles something inside me.

I nod.

Hades doesn't move. Doesn't pressure. Just stands there while I make the decision.

And God help me, I want this.

“I'll run.”

Something dark and hungry flashes in his eyes. His jaw tightens. “Say it again.”