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“Fitting. You scare everything in the fields,” Travis adds quietly.
“Shut it, Langston,” Brody threatens.
“And I’m some guy named Rip, not Johnny Cash,” Dyllan mutters.
Now that makes me laugh. Of course, he’s a broody tough cowboy.
Brody nudges Travis in the ribs, earning him an ‘ow’ before they share a silent conversation. Travis huffs before turning to me. “Sorry. It’s a cool costume. Rachel, you look beautiful.”
The guys all mutter their agreement.
“Thank you,” she says, her eyes looking around the room.
Great, now everyone is looking, and we’re the centre of attention. Something Rachel hates being.
“Oh my gosh, Rachel! You look amazing!” Skylar walks up, bringing her into a hug. She’s dressed in a leopard-print jacket and high boots.
Rachel is stiff for a moment before returning the hug.
“What did I miss?” Skylar asks.
“We’re just, uh, letting them know how much we like their costumes,” Dyllan answers, pulling Skylar into his side.
“Hmmkay.” She looks around the group, not believing us, but not pressing the issue.
It’s then that Kade, Lila, and Mandy walk up, all dressed as the female companions to their husbands. Kade’s also a scarecrow but more believable, with dark makeup circling her eyes and some straw sticking out her pockets. Lila is Tinkerbell, like Travis had said, and Mandy dressed as Wilma with her red hair up in a bun.
“What did we miss?” Lila asks, looking between all of us.
I shake my head, taking Rachel’s hand off of my arm and lacing her fingers with mine.
“Do you want to go get a drink, Belle?” I ask, pretending the others aren’t with us.
“More than anything.”
I’m grateful the tears in her eyes are now gone. The hint of her blush still remains on her cheeks, a lasting reminder of the embarrassment I know she is feeling.
I’m going to make it up to her. I’m going to turn this night around. There’s no way I’m going to have this as the lasting impression she’s going to have on her first Halloween dance in Logan Creek.
Even if it means I do it while dressed as some sort of glam metal monster.
25
RACHEL
Ican’t remember the last time I had this much fun.
Once the incident when we first arrived blew over, it was as if it had never happened. The guys all talked and drank their beer while us girls danced. Once the guys had more drinks flowing, they joined us. Mitch didn’t waste time taking my hand and pulling me to the far side of the dance floor, more in the shadows.
The more we dance, the hotter my body grows for him. My mind never strays far from his sultry promises. With every passing song where my body is held tight against him, I grow more impatient.
With our bodies slick with sweat, we writhe against each other in a way that’s borderline inappropriate. While it’s not a way that I would normally find myself acting, I find confidence in the costume, as if I’m not myself, but instead a woman claiming her beast. It’s also Mitch. He makes me feel confident. Sexy. The type of woman that I see in bars or clubs that I want to be but never feel I have the right to be.
“You doing okay, Belle?” He asks, placing his hand on the small of my back and drawing me in even closer.
“Uh huh,” I answer, tilting my head up so he can hear me.
His eyes catch mine with a mischievous look in them. “What do you say we get some air?”
