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direction of an attractive older male, and off into the sea of costumes she goes.
    Definitely a little too old for her.
    Ben takes my hand and leads me into the kitchen, grabbing us a couple of deep red cocktails in martini glasses along the way.
    “Here’s to new beginnings,” he says, and we clink our glasses.
    “Mmm. This is amazing,” I gush, after taking a sip.
    He leans in. “I know of a couple of other things that taste even more brilliant and you can’t get it in a fancy glass.” He discreetly licks my lips, tasting the drink on my mouth. My eyes roll back and soft moan escapes me, when we hear a throat clearing. Damn it!
    “Am I interrupting something?” I hear a familiar woman’s voice speak up.
    Ben pulls away, again, and I frown a little. I now have another good reason why I don’t like parties. I turn to see Ms. S standing behind us dressed as Cher in her gypsy stage. I like Ms. S, or Gwen as I have been told to call her, but that’s a little difficult seeing as she was my teacher first and now the girlfriend of my boyfriend’s father. She is a nice woman, quirky but nice.
    “You two kids having fun?” Gwen does the typical Cher hair flip and I can’t help but let out a little chuckle. Ben huffs out a light laugh. “Don’t forget to hit up the candy buffet,” she says as she walks away.
    “Candy buffet? Really? Where?” I look around the room. I must find it! It is Halloween and I need some sugar!
    Ben kisses my forehead and leads me to what looks to be a large dining room. As soon as we walk through a netting of fake spider webs I see it. In all its sweet, sweet glory. A twelve-foot table loaded with the good stuff. “Now this is the stuff I have dreamt of when I was a little kid, full-size candy bars.” I gush a bit. I know I must look like a moron, but I just don’t care. This is insane.
    “Well I am glad this is the kind of stuff that impresses you, and not diamonds or furs.” Ben chuckles.
    I roll my eyes. “Those things are okay, but give me coffee and candy any day and I will be yours forever.” By this time I have finished the sucker I was eating when we arrived, so I make a dash for some Swedish Fish, which have to be only the red ones.
    I stalk back to my sexy boyfriend, with a small handful of fish. I pop one in my mouth and I offer to feed him one, and he opens his mouth slightly, to lick it first. He then pulls my hand in closer and wraps his mouth around my fingers, flicking his tongue, taking the sweet candy. It sends chills down my body and causing those core muscles clenching. I think I might need to change my panties after this.
    “Yeah! Get it girl!” I hear squealing coming up from the side of us and it scares the crap out of me. We turn to see Erin and Mark in full-blown Britney and Justin costumes. Wow.
    “Hey bitch,” I say. And Erin claps and winks at me. Ben, on the other hand, is thrown off by my greeting.
    “Tess!” he snaps.
    I roll my eyes and hug my best friend hello.
    “Did we walk in on something here?” Erin asks.
    I blush seven shades of red and bow my head, but then again, Erin knows just about everything that Ben and I have done. And I sure as hell ain’t complaining!
    Erin laughs and bumps my shoulder as she starts to walk past us, hand in hand with Mark. “We will talk later.” She winks. “Let’s go dance, Justin.” And they are off.
    Ben brings my attention back to him, “You know… my old room is still put together…”
    Oh my…
    “Yeah?”
    “Want a private tour?”
    “Who am I to be rude and refuse a private tour?” He puts his hand on my back and starts to lead me to a grand staircase. Up top, he directs me to the left and down the hall to a cherry wood door.
    I take in the modestly sized bedroom: navy blue walls, white trim, oak dresser and a matched headboard. The bedding is the same color as the walls, but with white and thin line of gold plaid patterns every bit of a teenage boy’s room… minus the nude posters. I