Brianna bit on her bottom lip and nodded. “Yeah, you’re probably right,” she agreed wholeheartedly. Kayla had Max’s routine down to a T.

“He’ll show up eventually. He always does,” Kayla added, and grabbed her wind jacket. She made her way to the door. “Everything is secure, all you have to do is lock up. So I’ll see you tonight right?”

“I don’t know-”

“Come on, Brianna. There just might be a special Halloween treat waiting for you at the party. A treat so sweet it will give you cavities,” she added with a wink.

Brianna chuckled. “Do you ever think of anything else besides getting laid.”

Kayla puckered her lips in thought. “Does oral sex count?”

Brianna rolled her eyes. “Good night, Kayla.”

“I’ll see you at the party.” With a wave, Kayla disappeared, leaving Brianna alone to once again mull over the events. After locking the front door, Brianna made her way to the stairwell.

“Max,” she called as she ascended. “Where the hell are you?”

Worry gnawed at her insides after a thorough search of her apartment turned up nothing. Could he have gotten out again? She hated the thoughts of Max out prowling on Halloween.

Suddenly she remembered that she’d left the spell tucked inside a pile of flyers. Brianna rushed down the stairs in record time and grabbed the stack, rooting through them.

Oh. Shit.

Her stomach lurched. The parchment paper was gone.

Her mind raced. Abby! Kayla must have given her a flyer. Dear God, what if the spell actually worked. She couldn’t let that fall into the wrong hands. Although the incantation was specifically written with her desires in mind, such spells could mutate and evolve to satisfy the deepest, darkest desires of those who read it.

Without haste, Brianna grabbed a sexy, black satin sorceress costume off the rack, pulled it on, and headed out the door, to the Halloween party.