I turned and spotted Peter Pan waving at me. Ollie wore a green tunic top over brown trousers and boots, and a green pointed hat on his head.
Next, I saw Tessa dressed as Wonder Woman. I hoped she didn’t freeze with how much skin was on display. I was sure that Captain America, standing beside her, would help keep her warm.
I didn’t hold my smile back. Ro looked like he was enjoying himself.
Just a few short months ago, there was no way billionaire hotelier Ambrose Langston would have dressed up as Captain America.
Then my gaze fell on Tinkerbell.
Fuck. She was a punch to the gut. I felt every cell in my body respond.
Allie wore a leaf-green dress that was tiny. And I mean tiny. Her long, long legs were on full display, and I noted the sheen of stockings and cute little green ballet slippers on her feet. She hadn’t bothered with a wig, either. The dress hugged every inch of her, and to finish off the outfit, she wore a set of sparkly, iridescent wings on her back.
I strode over to them.
“Caden.” Ollie hugged me. “I mean Captain Hook.Arrgh.”
I lifted my hooked hand and the kid grinned. I felt like I’d won a prize.
But when I looked at a smiling Allie, I felt like I’d won the world. There was heat in her gaze, along with happiness.
She’d hidden her bruise well under her makeup—I could barely see it.
“Ollie, stay with Tessa and Ro… I mean Wonder Woman and Captain America.” Allie grabbed my hand. “I need a moment with Captain Hook.”
She dragged me off back toward the hotel. We stepped through the door, and she marched me down an empty corridor.
“Allie—”
“Shh.” She pushed me against the wall, then pressed her body flush against mine. “How can you make Captain Hook look so sexy?”
Then she went up on her toes and pressed her mouth to mine.
The taste of her flooded my senses. I wrapped my non-hook arm around her and cupped her ass.
“You’d better have panties on under this tiny dress,” I growled.
She grinned at me. “I do. I couldn’t risk flashing some poor kid.”
I let my hand wander down and under the hem. My fingers brushed a silky pair of panties. I nipped her ear. “I’m going to enjoy taking these off you later.”
I loved the sound of her needy gasp.
“I’ll also enjoy fucking you…while you’re only wearing those fairy wings.”
She rewarded me with another gasp, her hands clenching on my burgundy jacket.
“Now my panties are wet,” she complained.
I kissed her lips again. “Come on, Tinkerbell.”
We rejoined the Halloween party. Ollie was bouncing on his feet. “Come on, Allie. Ineedcandy.”
She shook her head, but she was smiling.
We walked through the crowd. All around, people were having fun. The kids most of all.
“Ooh, look.” Ollie pointed to a stand. Stuffed toys—all of the spooky variety—hung on the wall. I saw targets set up in front of small plastic rifles.
