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funny. And sweet.

And it's incredibly obvious he makes her happy.

She's beaming.

"I hate to say it, Oliver, but this is so much better." She shoots her brother an apologetic look. "Go easy on Luna. A girl can only listen to so much mumbling."

"Yeah, Ollie." Holden scoops leaves into a mug. "You don't want to go too hard on Luna."

Daisy doesn't catch on. Not this time.

But his intent is clear.

It's only a matter of time until she sees it too.

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Oliver

Daisy gushes as she sips her chai latte. First, about the tea itself. Then the man who made it. Isn't Holden the best? Cute, funny, an excellent tea-rista. What more could you want in a man?

Then her classes. Berkeley. The ice cream place down the street.

Back to Holden and his party and his gorgeous green eyes. Have we ever seen eyes that beautiful?

"Is that what brought you here? Holden's rager?" Luna asks.

"Well… it was more a crime of opportunity," Daisy says. "Sarah is obsessed with Disney. And they have some Halloween thing. It's huge. So I seized the day." She laughs. "And, I, uh…" Daisy turns to Holden. "I forgot my costume."

"No." He presses his hand to his heart with mock hurt.

"Sorry." Her expression is apologetic. "I'll make it up to you. I promise."

"Stop there." Before I need to bleach my brain to remove the mental images.

Holden stands. Offers her his hand. When she takes it, he pulls her into a tight embrace. "That sets our plans for the morning."

"Oh?" she asks.

He nods yeah. "Gonna buy you a costume. And I get to pick."

"You get to pick?" Daisy's expression fills with horror.

Luna chuckles. "She picks. But you can have veto power."

"How is that fair?" Daisy asks. "It's my costume."

"You know you want to wear something sexy," Luna says. "You only have—"

"We're leaving Sunday night." Daisy looks up at her boyfriend. "It's not enough time."

"Not even close," he says.

"And you two can go fuck at his apartment after we hang out," Luna says. "Costumes. Then lunch. Then—" She motions whatever you want to do.

"Okay." Daisy blushes. "I'll be good."

"I'm not making any promises," Holden says.

For once, it barely annoys me.

She's here and she's happy.

That's fucking everything.

"What was the original plan?" Luna scans a row of supernatural costumes. Angels, devils, witches, vampires. She nods to the vampire king. Winks at me.

It's not the time or the place, but my cock doesn't give a fuck. It already wants more of her.

Here. There. Anywhere.

I have some self-control. I can wait until we're alone. Even if it's been hours.

The incredibly long breakfast. An endless stop for tea. Yes, the coffee was great. I can still taste it on my lips.

And even though my sister is four feet away, all I can see is the lipstick marking Luna's takeout cup.

Red on white.

The taste of mint and coffee and Luna.

"No one knows the plan until the big day," Holden says. "Since the plan is off…"

"No, will you really take this secret to your grave?" Luna holds her hand over her heart, mock hurt. "I can't live like this. Always wondering… what were Holden and Daisy really doing for Halloween?"

Daisy chuckles. "Don't make me laugh. I have to focus."

"Don't focus." Holden pulls her closer. Motions to the wall to our left. The lingerie costumes. "Dress as a nurse."

She blushes.

Luna chuckles. "If you're going for porno costume, you can do better than nurse."

"I'm only getting started," Holden says.

"What about a school girl?" Luna points to an impossibly short plaid mini skirt, button-up crop top combo.

"How is school girl better than nurse? It's even more obvious porno?" Holden asks.

"But it suits Daisy so much better." Luna motions to my sister. "She's so sweet and innocent."

"And she never stops talking about books," Holden says.

"Uh, isn't this my costume?" Daisy asks. "What makes you think I want your opinion?"

"Ouch," Luna teases Holden.

"I'm pretty sure she meant you," Holden teases back.

"Both of you. Cut it. Or I'll send you to the corner," Daisy says.

"Are you going to punish me for that?" Holden asks.

Luna chuckles. "He really is incorrigible."

"I'm right here," I say.

Daisy turns to me and mouths sorry. But she still nestles into Holden's chest.

From a certain angle, they're adorable. And it's obvious he loves her.

But I'm not ready to give him credit for more than that.

"Well, I'm sure we'll never match the glory of your original idea," Luna says. "Both of you going as Robert Smith." She winks at Holden. "You would have looked fierce in black eyeliner."

"I was going to do charcoal," he