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he was beaming with pride.
    Cassie looked pointedly at Dray’s belted coat. “Please tell me you’ve got clothes on under that?”
    Dray yanked his coat open and earned some well deserved screams. He had definitely earned an A for costume effort.
    “How the hell does Nix always come out smelling so sweet in these comparisons?” Clutch asked.
    Nix held up his left hand with his wedding band. “You forget the power of the ring, Bilbo.”
    Taylor walked to the taco bar with Finley. Her gaze drifted to the front room. “Hey, sweetie, aren’t those your calendar girls out there?”
    “Yep,” Clutch answered. “And we’ve already ran this topic around the room. But while you’re over there, make me another taco. Extra cheese.”
    I motioned to the taco bar and drinks. “You guys help yourselves. I’m going to go out and charm my other guests.”
    The front room was filling up fast. I headed through and pushed open the back doors to the porch. A warm, late fall breeze ushered inside, instantly drawing people out toward the strands of orange lights hanging on the patio.
    Denver caught up with me. “Hey, I’m going to turn off the movie and put on some music.”
    “Sounds good.” I followed him back inside. I glanced through the maze of pirates, witches, zombies and other costumed guests to the front door, which now stood propped open. Kensington walked inside.
    Her dark hair was swept up into a bun that was studded with rhinestones. She was wearing a satiny blue dress that was a sexy version of a princess gown with the front of the skirt cut short to expose sleek, silky thighs and a rhinestone garter. Clear slippers covered her feet. The back of the dress trailed off into a long, ruffled train. She was an incredible mix of sex and sweetness, an erotically innocent look that only a few girls could pull off perfectly. And she definitely had. The best part about her costume—I was fucking Prince Charming, and, it seemed, my Cinderella had just arrived at the ball.
    I walked across the room, hoping I could make a smoother impression this time. At least I wouldn’t be flying over the handlebars of my bike. “Hey, Kensington, you made it.”
    She smiled, which gave me a flicker of hope.
    I pointed to the crown on my head. “Just in case you’re in need of a Prince Charming—” Right then, a guy dressed in white coveralls and a Michael Myer’s mask walked in through the door. He stopped next to Kensington and yanked off his mask. It was Nate Harkin.
    He pointed at me. “Nicky King’s son, right?”
    Hated him already. “Yeah, but my parents actually gave me a name, so I wouldn’t have to be called Nicky King’s son.” My sarcasm passed over him, but Kensington lifted white gloved fingers to stifle a laugh. I stuck out my hand. “The name’s Charming, Prince Charming, but friends know me as Cole.”
    Harkin shook my hand, but instead of looking at me, his gaze drifted around the room. Asshole. Even standing with a gorgeous girl, he was checking out the other party guests. A grin popped up on his smug face. The Michael Myers mask was less creepy. “Hey, is that Gina and Trista from Tanix?” He waved at them before I answered.
    “Sure is. You ought to go say hello, Nate.” I focused solely on Kensington. She wasn’t the type of girl you made a bet over. She was the type of girl you thought about even when she wasn’t with you. “There’s some good food in the kitchen.”
    The mention of food or, possibly, the fact that I was staring with pure admiration at his date snapped Harkin’s attention back to me. “Yeah, hey, this is my girlfriend, Kensington Modante.” She flinched at the word girlfriend and, again, when he made a point of saying her well-known last name.
    She glanced at Nate. “I’m your date . Not your girlfriend. Big difference. And I’ve met Cole before.”
    Now I really had his attention. “Oh yeah? You never told me that.”
    Kensington sighed. “Really? Because I listed it in my