Chapter 45

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Halloween was going to be fun. The front yard was already decorated with witches and caldrons and Mrs. Bates—Norman’s momma from Psycho—in a rocker they’d found at a garage sale, and a big bowl of candy waited near the front door for the neighborhood kids to come trick-or-treating after school.

And since Halloween fell kind of in the middle of the week, Ben was going to work dressed as a zombie hunter, complete with a crossbow draped across his back, while Jason would attend class made up to look like a zombie.

Jason grinned at him, slid his hands into Ben’s back pockets, and pulled him closer.

“You taste of licorice,” Ben whispered against his lips.

“It’s the stuff I used to make my lips black.” Jason pressed a hand deeper into Ben’s pocket.

“I like it. And what are you doing?”

“Card for you. Don’t open it until you get to work.” Usually Jason would drive to the university with Ben, but today he had a later class.