"This is ridiuclous," she complained as he dragged her through the Halloween store.
"Come on Chloe, it's fun."
"It's stupid. We're adults, we work for an extremely important government agencty that tracks terrorist orginzations and we're being ordered to dress up for a pagan holiday that has completely lost its meaning."
Jack just continued smiling and pulling things off shelves. Finally he grabbed something and turned around, "I got mine."
She glared, "Jack, you have to wear a costume. That's just a hat."
"Not just a hat," he argued, pouting like a five year old, "It's a cowboy hat. I've got jeans and boots at home. I'm going to be a cowboy for Halloween." He stuck the hat on his head like an exclamation point.
Since the image of him in that hat, worn jeans, and boots made her mouth water she forced herself to glare, "Fine," she said, reaching behind him and grabbing a pair of cat ears, "I'm going to be a cat. There we're done."
"Oh, no, I've got something in mind for you," he said and dragged her further into the store.
"Jack….please can we just…." she trailed off as she saw the outfit he was holding up. If her eyes could actually have shot flames he'd be burnt to a crisp. "If you think I'm wearing that to work you really are insane," she grabbed her cat ears back and headed for the register.
He grabbed her around the waist and pressed a kiss against her ear, "How about you wear the cat ears to work and this," he shook the costume in one hand, "at home."
She smiled even though he couldn't see it, "Okay, but you have to wear nothing but your cowboy hat all night."
He laughed, low and sexy, "Giddy up," he said, dragging her towards the register to pay for her sexy cowgirl outfit, riding crop included.