Page 29 of What Haunts the Heart
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Eden
“Hold still,” I demanded, grasping Oakley by the chin and tipping his face back up to the light. Makeup brush in hand, I carefully painted the tip of his nose to resemble a wolf’s snout. “I’m almost done.”
He made a face and grumbled under his breath. “But it itches.”
“Well, if you’d stop squirming, I’d be done much faster,” I told him. “Now hold still!”
When I’d offered to help Oakley with his Halloween costume, I hadn’t expected to deal with a toddler-level of patience from my mate. He was worse than Fallon, and that was saying something. I loved him, but damn. If he didn’t stop fussing, I was going to glue his ass to the chair.
Still, with a little patience on my part, I had to admit he looked amazing.
I’d painstakingly glued tufts of brown fur to his face, giving him bushier eyebrows and sideburns that faded right into his natural facial hair, ending with his goatee. His hair was messy, like he’d just gotten out of a tussle, and I’d given him a fake scar over one eye. Heavy black liner brought out the wolf-gold of his irises. Now all he needed was to show a little fang, andvoila!Insta-werewolf.
I stepped back to admire my work of art. “Damn, Oak. You’re one sexy beast.”
“Let me see.” He leaned to the side, peeking around me so he could catch a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Immediately, he reached up to touch the fur on the sides of his face. “I look like Wolverine.”
I smirked. “Hugh Jackman is hot. Why are you complaining?”
“I’m not complaining,” he said, cocking his head to one side. “Idolook pretty hot.”
“All thanks tomoi.You’re welcome.”
Before I could move away, he caught me by the hips. Oh, was this how he was gonna play? I threaded my fingers through his hair on a hum, then gave a tug. His head came up and when his eyes locked with mine, I couldn’t help but notice the ornery glint to their sparkling gold depths.
“Oakley,” I warned.
“Eden,” he shot back, slipping his hands beneath the waistband of my pants. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from groaning as he palmed over my ass, sending a shockwave of desire pinging through me. “You’re irresistible, you know that?”
I scoffed softly. “Of course I know that, butIstill need to get ready. The party’s in less than two hours.”
“We have plenty of time.” His lips curved into a wolfish grin, but I squirmed out of his reach and put some space between us before I melted into a puddle of goo at his feet. Realizing he wasn’t going to get lucky, he pouted. “You’re no fun.”
“I workedwaytoo hard on your makeup for you to go messing it up,” I told him, matter-of-fact. “After the party, I promise, you can have your wicked way with me. Anything you want.”
He raked his gaze over me. His brows shot up. “Anything?”
My breath caught, but I nodded. “Anything. Now get out of here, would you? I need to focus on my makeup and I’m not gonna get anywhere with you eye-fucking me like that.” I snorted out a laugh, then shooed him off.
“Alright, alright, but I’m snacking on some of that Halloween candy.”
“Don’t eat all the Reeses!” I shouted after him, but the door had already clapped shut. Damn it, the Reeses were mine and he knew it. My inner-peacock puffed out his feathers and stomped his taloned feet, ready to wage war against the candy-stealing fiend that was our mate.
“He’s lucky he’s hot,” I grumbled as I plunked down in the chair. Brandishing my makeup brush, I gazed into the mirror and grinned. Two could play that game. If Oakley thought he wanted me before, he’d definitely be popping a boner when he saw my legs in these fishnet stockings.
Forty-five minutes later, I strutted down the hall in my vampire nurse costume, my chunky heeled boots clapping over the hardwood with each step.
Oakley lounged on the couch, both arms thrown over the back, watching Hocus Pocus. As soon as I cleared my throat, he twisted around in his seat and I swear, his jaw hit the floor.
I smirked and planted my hands on my hips, then turned in a slow circle so he could admire my outfit. My white denim mini-shorts left nothing to the imagination, and I’d altered the scrub top to be skin-tight, laced up the back like a corset. I even wore a cute little nurse’s hat and a fake stethoscope around my neck.
“What do you think, babe?” I grinned to show off my fake fangs, licking over each elongated canine. “Aren’t you due for a check-up?”
“You’re seriously trying to kill me, aren’t you?” he uttered. “How am I supposed to keep my hands to myself when you look likethat?”He gestured to my body with both hands, though his gaze lingered on my legs. “How about we skip the party and go straight to the sex?”
I giggled. “Nope! Sorry, babe, but I’ve been looking forward to this all month. You’re gonna have to suffer through.” I sauntered over to the couch and draped my arms over his shoulders, bringing my face close to his. “Be a good boy and I promise, you won’t regret it.”
