Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“We could have fun at home?” she asked. “You, me, and I’ve got some more toys.”
Nate groaned. “And I would love to, but you’ve never been to a Halloween party, and it is now my mission to get you to one so you can have some fun. Stop distracting me, woman.” He pressed a kiss to her lips.
She had hoped he would get distracted by the kiss, but nope. Nate was focused.
Grabbing her key, she didn’t bother with a purse, as Nate had told her to leave it. She didn’t know how they were supposed to pay for drinks, but he’d gone to more parties than she had.
They stepped out of her front door. There were no little kids around going trick-or-treating, and she’d been out of candy as the last child came to her door. Now, it was time for the parents to have their fun.
Molly tried to hide the fact she was freezing as they made their way toward the town hall. Nate must have noticed as he tried to remove his jacket, only for it to get caught by the cuffs. He flicked the catch of them, and then draped his jacket across her shoulders.
“You’re going to get cold.”
“Nah, I’m fine.” He took hold of her hand, and she fell a little more in love with him in that second.
They arrived at the town hall, and the moment they stepped through, it had gotten warm, so Molly gave him the jacket back, but he shook his head.
“Keep it, just in case you get cold.” He still held her hand.
Spooky music was playing, and people were already on the dance floor. She loved the costumes. Some people were dressed up as celebrities, and there were a lot of ghouls and monsters, as well as a lot of sexy costumes. Molly was not the only cop, but she was the only one attached to a villain.
Nate put the cuffs back around his wrist, and they made their way to the bar. “Tell me, drink or dance first?”
Did she want to get a little courage first to be able to dance?
“Drink,” she said.
She’d not been good with lots of alcohol—even though she did have a bottle of beer on their first date—but maybe one glass would help calm her nerves. Nate ordered them a drink, and seconds later, he placed it in her hand. She smiled at him and then took a sip. It tasted fruity, but she knew it had the strong stuff.
“Come on, let’s show you everything.”
Several people stopped them, complimenting their costumes. Molly was pretty sure her chest was lingered upon, which she didn’t like, but she also wasn’t going to scream at the rudeness of people.
This was a party to have lots of fun, and that was exactly what she intended to do. They saw Randy and Bethany, and they stopped and talked to them. The couple were dressed as angels, which she found adorable.
“Randy’s idea,” Bethany said. “He believes with the monsters we put up with, we’re a couple of angels.”
With that explanation, Molly couldn’t help but laugh, as it did sound so true.
“You asked?” Randy asked.
Molly looked from Randy to Nate, and then she was moved on quite quickly. “I thought we were going to be hanging out with them?”
“We will, but let them, you know, mingle, while they’re alone. You and I are going to dance.”
She had no choice but to laugh as he spun her around and led her onto the dance floor. He seemed to be acting like a crazy person, but the moment they were on the floor, he pulled her into his arms.
It was like he’d bribed the DJ, as the number went slow and spooky. Nate pulled her into his arms, and she tilted her head back to look at him.
“Are you having fun?” he asked.
“Yeah, I am. What was Randy talking about? What do you need to tell me?” Molly asked.
“Soon,” he said.
“Is it bad?”
“It’s not bad.”
“Is it good?”
“I think it is,” he said.
She chuckled, but that didn’t help abate her nerves. Was he going to break up with her? Is that what this was?
Molly rested her head against his chest as the song kept playing. She didn’t know how she felt at the thought of him wanting to break up. She tried to scramble her thoughts, to find any kind of indication he was done with her.
Shut up, Molly.
She tried to calm her thoughts. While she’d been on the verge of telling him she loved him, it would seem Nate was ready to call it a day.
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The cuff dangled from Nate’s wrist as he looked over the buffet table. It all looked delicious, just as it did every year. The local bakery and diner worked together to create an endless supply of spooky concoctions. Sausage mummies, a coffee cheese spread, complete with disposable spoons so no one double dipped. Mummy hair with spaghetti. There were labels titling each item, and then underneath a small description of what they were.