Undead for a Day by Chris Marie Green Nancy Holder Linda Thomas-Sundstrom

Author:Chris Marie Green, Nancy Holder, Linda Thomas-Sundstrom
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Published: 2013-01-02T14:11:55.018000+00:00

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Then she was staring into the face of a zombie, about to let out a shriek, when it held up a glow-in-the-dark bag and shouted, “Trick or treat!”

She was wearing her black tank top and cropped khaki pants, and she was standing in the doorway of her condo. The room behind her was packed with people in costumes. “Fog” from the machine she’d bought at the party supply store was trailing over her bare feet. And Dr. Kool, her DJ, was spinning Michael Jackson’s “Thriller.”

“It was some weird dream,” she said in a rush. The zombie was confused. She let out a laugh and reached out a hand to the huge bowl of candy she’d put out before she’d left. He really was too old to be ringing doorbells in search of sugar. “Take as much as you want.”

“Whoa, sick,” he said appreciatively, and turned on his heel.

Bemused, she shut the door and turned. Jack Stone was there, beer in hand. He didn’t have on a costume, just a white T-shirt and low-slung jeans that clung to all the right places. His light brown hair was tousled. She loved the freckles across his nose, always had. She had still never kissed those freckles, even though she’d fantasized about it a hell of a lot.

“I’ve had the weirdest night,” she said. He held out the beer to her, and she took a sip. “I didn’t call you earlier, did I? Tell you that I was taking off for a while?”

“Is that a trick question?” he asked, his Texas drawl more pronounced than usual. His grin was loopy, tipsy. “A trick-or-treat question?”

“Is Colin here? Did he bring a date? Dark-haired?”

“Nope.” He held the beer up to her again, and she shook her head.

“What time is it?”

She saw the watch on his wrist and held it up. Five minutes to midnight. It hadn’t happened. None of it.

“Oh, my God,” she cried, and she threw her arms around him. “This is amazing! This is great! It must have been the orange juice!”

“Yeah,” he said, crushing his mouth down on hers. He wrapped his free arm around her back and eased her lips apart with his tongue. Delicious skyrockets of pleasure shot through her and she responded, giving as good as she was getting, which was better than she’d ever dreamed. Jack was a great kisser.

She laughed with sheer relief and bounced on the soles of her feet. It hadn’t happened. None of it.

“Nice to see you too,” he said. He pressed the tip of his nose against hers and set his cup of beer on her breakfast bar. “So, I’m wondering. Does this mean you want to give it another shot?”

“Yeah,” she said. “Sure.”

She kissed him again, full bore, and he threw himself into it, body and soul. It was the best kiss she had ever had in her entire life, and it blew the top of her head off.

“This so beats freezing to death in a shower in a bunker,” she said, and then he was carrying her into the bedroom just like a cowboy.

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