Leonardo di Caprio is a Vampire by Julie Lynn Hayes & Julie Lynn Hayes

Leonardo di Caprio is a Vampire by Julie Lynn Hayes & Julie Lynn Hayes

Author:Julie Lynn Hayes & Julie Lynn Hayes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay paranormal erotic romance
Publisher: Silver Publishing
Published: 2011-01-01T05:00:00+00:00


Epilogue—Halloween Night

"Are the candy bowls filled?"

"Yes, dear."

"What about the outside light, is it on?"

"It's on."

"Good. Did you use all the candy?"

"Yes, dear."

"Think we should get some more?"

"No, dear."

Fisher stuck his head out the door of his room. "You dressed yet?"

Hunter stood there, leaning against the wall, grin affixed upon his lovely face, watching his fussy lover nitpick about the Halloween preparations. The ones he had never wanted to participate in before. Not until this year. Hunter couldn't stop smiling.

"What does it look like?" he asked, smirking.

Fisher blushed, taking in the sight of his beautiful lover who was, indeed, quite dressed. And dazzlingly so. No pun intended. He was garbed as a vampire, but not one of the popular ones that were currently making the rounds, either in film or television. No, Hunter Long was, and always would be, his own man. A true original.

He looked like he stepped out of a period film about the French Revolution. Lace and frills and gold threaded suit, powdered wig. Even a beauty mark beside his lips. Fisher couldn't help but whistle in open admiration.

Fisher stepped out of his room. Their room now, technically. Every room was theirs, of course, but they had decided they would share this one, since it was slightly bigger, and the bed was definitely bigger. And the bigger the bed, the more… Yes, definitely they were going to share this room.

Hunter had tried to talk him into going as Marie Antoinette, but he had given Hunter a no-nonsense look and refused. And yes, on the actual day of Halloween, for those who procrastinated until the last minute, all they were likely to find at the costume outlets and rental stores were slim pickings. But Hunter had connections, and so Fisher was not left having to choose between going as SpongeBob SquarePants (he didn't even know who that was, not being a cartoon aficionado) or a French maid in a frilly apron (Hunter even vetoed that one). Instead he ended up dressed as a Confederate soldier in a light grey uniform, with gold buttons, and a red sash, complete with rifle and bayonet. He had spent some time admiring himself in his mirror, impressed with the overall effect. He liked the way it looked. Now he wanted to know what Hunter thought about it.

"The uniform fits nicely," Hunter noticed, straightening up from the wall, as he leaned in for a kiss.

"It does," Fisher admitted. "I like it."

"You look good in it," Hunter complimented him.

It had been an unusual day for them both. Fisher had considered calling in sick when the alarm went off, rather than having to deal with what he knew awaited him at the office. Or what Lana said awaited him. He wouldn't know if was true until he went. It was Hunter who convinced him to go, actually.

At breakfast, Fisher was too keyed up to eat, after the events of the previous night. Hunter made him some toast and didn't press him into eating anything else. Toast was better than nothing.



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