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Had they been any quicker, they’d have gotten a whole different show.
My face and body are warm with a blush as the people walk away and we’re left alone again.
I look over at him and can see a glistening sheen on his face and beard. A visual of what I did.
My eyes go wide. “We need to find you a towel.”
He gives me a cocky smile before grabbing my hand and leading us out of the maze.
* * *
The linesfor the various haunted houses bleed into the walkway.
“Where are we going?” I ask him.
“It’s a surprise.”
A surprise? After the fun time we just had, I’m excited and very curious what he has up his sleeve. We continue through various crowds until we come to an all-black building with an almost invisible door.
“What is this?”
“I told you, it’s a surprise.”
The door opens with a loud creak, adding to the ambiance of this place. Grabbing his bicep, I let him guide me into the darkness of the room. Suddenly, a light clicks on, and I have to close my eyes. It’s much too bright.
“This is the costume hut.”
I slowly blink until the picture becomes clear. Racks on racks of clothes, props, cases of prosthetics, contacts, and fake teeth.
And there in the middle of it all is my monster. He’s tall. I could tell that before, but it’s intimidating, looking up at him in here without the blanket of night. The haunted house lighting didn’t do him justice.
I can see now that his hair has a red tint to it, matching his beard. He has a black and gray tattoo peeking out of his ripped shirt. I want to see it all, but he’s too covered in costume.
He tilts his head toward a row of chairs.
“This is where the magic happens. Where I walk in as Lucas but walk out as Mr. Monster.”
Lucas. Seems like such an ordinary name for a man who is anything but.
“Well, can you turn me into someone other than Alexis?”
That’s a smooth way to tell him my name, right?
“Alexis.”
My name on his tongue has the tingles returning. If he keeps this up, I’m going to need to see what’s under that outfit of his after all.
“Yes. Most people call me Lexi.”
I don’t want him to, though. The way he says my full name has me never wanting to be called Lexi again.
“Alexis fits you better. Lexi is too simple for someone so world shattering.”
Oh, this man and his words.
Lucas
This has to be some kind of one-nighter faux pas, telling each other our names. But I don’t really give a fuck. If I can only have her for one night, I want as much as she is willing to give.
