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“Too late,” Birdie says. She put her hands on her hips and looks over her glasses. “I’m a horny angel. Fallen from heaven to play in the depths of hell, looking for the perfect cock to fix my broken wings so I can fly back to heaven tonight.”

“In that case…,” I say.

I walk to Birdie and grab for the left angel wing.

It’s made of flimsy wire.

I bend and twist the wing to make it look all messed up.

“What the hell, Jaci?” Birdie asks.

“There,” I say with a smile. “Now you have a broken angel wing. Fits your story better.”

“Oh, great,” Maz says. “You’re playing into this with her?”

I turn and nod. “Our girl here needs to get laid tonight.”

“Not everyone is as lucky as you, Jaci,” Birdie says. “Fucking anHeirand aSavageat the same time.”

“I’m not fucking them,” I say.

“Why not?” Maz asks.

“I’m saving myself,” I say.

“What?” Birdie asks. “You’re a virgin?”

I laugh. “No, I’m not a virgin. Can we leave now?”

“Fine,” Maz says. “But I want to know more. Who was your first? Who was your last? And who would you choose between Cullen and Archer?”

“Cullen!” Birdie cries out.

“I didn’t ask you,” Maz says.

They both look at me.

I let a sly smile climb across my face.

Some answers in life are easier than others.

“Why choose?” I ask.“I would gladly just take both at the same time.”

To Birdie, I’m a hero.

To Maz, she thinks I’m half full of crap.

For me, I’m just glad when we get toSentral.

Because the focus shifts from my sex life to the Halloween party.

The outside of the house is decorated like crazy.

Lights everywhere. Fake spider webs everywhere. Bats and spiders dangling from the gutters and the porch.

Carved pumpkins with candles lit inside them line the walkway.

On the porch itself there’s a fog machine on each side of the front door, leaving a smokey,spookysense of wonder to anyone who approaches.

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