Chapter 9:

Eye Candy (Part 1)

It was early afternoon, the day before Halloween - Mar and I were picking up some toys and things that he'd played with to tidy up his playroom. Across the hall, Rebecca was quietly reading a book while still watching over Mrs. Stephanie as she took a little cat nap. As for Jake and Mr. Wesker, they were downstairs [along with a many others that Mr. Wesker hired] seeing to it that the house was decorated in a horror movie theme for the party.

I was told to keep Mar busy upstairs until they finished, as well as make sure he didn't cause any confusion or trouble. Adhering to the request, Mar and I simply read a couple short stories from his favorite book, colored and watched some TV while we snacked on sour cream chips. We were waiting for either Mr. Wesker or Jake to come and signal our freedom.

Hearing a couple short knocks on the door, I handed Mar the bowl filled with chips and rose to open it.

Mr. Wesker entered and gave me a short nod. I smiled, excited to see how the downstairs looked. Before I could call Mar over, he held out two rectangular boxes, one larger than the other and the smaller box was on top of it.

"Mr. Wesker?" I questioned, curiously taking them from him.

"These are your costumes, Miss Birkin. The smallest box is for Marlowe, the other is yours of course." He had a ghost of a smirk on his face for a moment until he turned away and started to leave. "The woman who purchased your costume hopes you will like it. She picked it specifically with Jake in mind."

What? I didn't exactly know what he meant, but I would once I opened the box.

"Mar! Our costumes are here!" I cheered, walking over and sitting beside him.

He stopped stuffing his face to look at me. He was saddened suddenly. "I - I thought we were gonna go shopping together?"

I exhaled woefully and rubbed his soft blonde hair a bit. "I'm sorry sweetie, your father wanted to buy your costume. I didn't even get to pick mine. I really wanted to take you shopping but your dad had his own plans in mind..."

He stood up and took the smallest box from me and moved away to sit by the window. I approached to kneel beside him when I saw him opening his box. He was giving me the cold shoulder because he was disappointed - I understood his feelings. He was looking forward to that shopping time - to have his costume be picked for him probably made him feel like he would never get a choice in anything.

"Want me to open it for you?" I asked him softly. He shook his head and I grimaced. "Mar, please don't be angry with me. I really had no say in this. If it were up to me, I would've taken you - I planned to, but your father's the boss of me and I can't fight his commands."

"I know." he said wearily. "I just really wanted to go shopping with you."

I hugged him. "Tell you what, after the party tomorrow - we'll go out and buy you a costume to wear whenever you want - deal?"

He beamed and so did I. "Deal!" he snatched the top off of his box and both of our eyes lit up.

At first I didn't know what it was supposed to be. After Marlowe started pulling the pieces to the costume out bit by bit, I knew exactly what it was. The entire costume was black and consisted of a mask, a Spanish gaucho hat, a small fuzzy mustache, a blouse, a long cape, pants and leather boots. Another item in the box was a small rubber rapier to suit Marlowe's height.

This costume was based on the Legend of Zorro - Mar was going to look so cute as this Spanish Casanova!

"Cool!" Mar cheered, pulling out the rapier and swinging it - barely missing me. "A sword! Am I gonna be Batman?"

I laughed. "No, Mar - this is Zorro - he's a Spanish outlaw who fights tyrants and all the girls just love him."

"I don't know about girls but he fights people? Cool! He's like my big brother!" Mar said, overjoyed. His admiration of Jake was so cute and his awkwardness with girls was too.

I was delighted to see him so pleased with the costume Mr. Wesker got him. "So... you're happy with it?" I asked just to be sure.

"It's awesome! Can I put it on now?"

I stood up and took his hand in mine as well as remove the costume from his grasp. "Sure thing, let's go try it on in the bathroom shall we?"

We walked into the bathroom down the hall and I helped him remove his clothes so he could put the costume on. It fit him very well and he looked like a little charmer. He wanted to go show his dad and Jake but I stopped him - insuring him it should be a surprise. He agreed and I helped him change back to his regular clothes.

Afterwards, we heard Jake call him from downstairs. I told him to go on but be careful on the stairs. Once he left, I sat on the edge of the bathtub. If Mr. Wesker was that creative with Marlowe, I wanted to know what my costume was.

My eyes caught sight of sheer-like garter stockings and a cheeky lace thong.

I nearly fell backwards into the tub.

"Claire, I'm going to have to come by your place early morning tomorrow - is that okay?"

"Sure thing, just call me and let me know when you're on your way."

"Alright, talk to you in the morning - Goodnight!" once I heard her respond, I hung up and tossed my cell beside me on the bed.

After nearly breaking my neck in the bathtub upstairs, I didn't say much the rest of the day. I was completely shocked by my costume. Mr. Wesker or whoever brought it wasn't very creative - they made me dress the part of my job. As a maid - a sexy, French maid.

I wasn't sure how I was going to survive the Halloween party with practically my entire ass hanging out the back of the skirt. The heels I was supposed to wear were nearly six inches and my breasts were surely going to pop out of the corset. I was at a loss.

I would wear it without complaint but I was praying I wouldn't come across as a slut to the party guests.

I sighed, it was late and I knew I had to get some sleep if I was going to make my way to Claire's house early. I needed her to do my hair and makeup so I could be back in time to start making the party favors and get an early start on drinks [ the party started at 16:30 (4:30 pm)]. I was going to have to bring Mar along with me because Jake was going to be too busy to look after him. He had to help Mr. Wesker with something but was vague with what it was.

I had a big job. Serve guests, mingle, keep things tidy, take coats at the door as well as pass out gift bags when people entered, mix drinks, and also there were going to be children at the party [the guests' kids] that I would have to keep an eye on as they played with Marlowe.

Supergirl to the rescue - at least that's what Jake would surely say.

I was very pleased with Jake the past few days. He kept his word. He and his father weren't disputing, he was being very helpful with Mar, and he was even kind enough to help me out with the house chores.

A secret between him and me - he made dinner the other night while I caught up on some z's.

Sadly, I think his food is tastier than mine.

I sat up and groaned, then moved to my dresser drawers to pull out some pajamas. I had convinced Mar to sleep in his own bed for the night because he was growing too used to mine and I feared he wouldn't be able to sleep on his own bed anymore. Luckily he had no problem with it - but this was most likely because of the decorations Mr. Wesker and Jake had done to the house.

There were a lot of spider webs around the house, accompanied by motion sensing spooky figures - one in particular scared Marlowe and myself when we came downstairs. The dead body was dangling from the ceiling and when someone walked by, he'd scream 'Somebody help me!' so loud, Mar and I started running - but not before crying out for Jake to help us.

A lot more bodies and creatures garnished the house, unfortunately one was in the kitchen and he would grab my ankles from his hiding spot inside the bottom cabinets. He would beg me to save him before they ate him - who they were, I wasn't sure but I wished Jake never had him installed.

I would not save him from them. He scared me too much and I hated him for it. I'd rather they get him and keep him quiet for good.

He had nothing on the creature that would crawl out from under the spiral stairs.

I shivered thinking about him - thank goodness Mr. Wesker had the spooky dead people turned off until tomorrow during the party. I couldn't deal with seeing that creepy scene again before wondering off into my dreams - they would become nightmares.

I changed into a short night dress and crawled into bed. It was 22:41 [10:41 pm] and I was ready for today to end so tomorrow could start. When I reached to turn out my lamp, I heard the lounge door open, and then the hallway light flicked on.

"Goodnight Jake!" I called to him before flicking off my lamp.

I heard him come towards my door so I sat up to greet him before I called it a night. He came inside the room and crouched down beside my bed. I blushed, admiring everything about him. He was wearing a black short sleeve shirt and gray sweatpants, I couldn't tell if he was ready for sleep like I was - or if he was planning on working out before bed.

"Ready for tomorrow?" he asked me.

I nodded once. "Yeah, it's gonna be a long day."

He cupped my face so I scooted over to let him sit on the edge on my bed. "You'll do fine." he grinned. "And stop kicking Freddy - ya know, the cabinet zombie?"

I frowned, rolling my eyes. "You put him there for me - didn't you?"

He laughed at my pain, so I hit him on the arm. "Ouch! Hey - come on, you know he likes you!"

I moved his hands from my face and giggled. "You're crazy! I don't like dead people." I pouted. "But really Jake, he scares me."

He chuckled, and then encased my face in his large hands once more. "It's all in good fun, Supergirl." he pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arms around me. I blushed from his warmth. "So, you wanna watch a scary movie with me before you doze off?"

"I've gotta be up early tomorrow. Claire's going to do my hair and makeup so I'll probably be leaving around 9:00, plus Mar's gonna have to come with me so I can spare you and your father some time to finish your projects." I sighed. "Sorry Jake, I wish I could..."

He grumbled something and I noticed he sounded like a bear. "What if I drop you at Claire's and pick you up - you think you could spare me some time since you won't catch the bus?"

I exhaled shortly, pleased with his proposal. "Really? But I thought you would be busy?"

"I'll make time for you." he smirked and ran his thumb across my cheek.

"You really want me to spend time with you don't you?"

He chuckled softly, pulled me closer to bury his face in my nape. "I need you for a while - you like my company right?" I nodded, slowly, enjoying him. "Well, let's watch a movie together while we've got the time." he rose from the bed and pulled me along with him by both of my hands.

"Alright, you win." I breathed, completely flushed. "I'll go make us some slushies' and make some popcorn - you go set up the movie."

"Deal." he said and led me out into the hallway, my hand in his.

Five minutes later, I was curled up beside him on one of the lounge loveseats - ready to scream and beg for mercy whenever Freddy Krueger killed someone.

The name Freddy served a purpose after all.

Jake you're such a jerk.

The next morning, I did the usual morning routine and then readied myself for the day. Jake had already made some coffee [his coffee was fantastic] so while I drank a small cup and called Claire to give her a heads up, Jake dressed Mar and afterwards I served him a little breakfast before showering and getting dressed myself. We met Jake at the front door, exited the house, got into his car and then pulled away from the home - making our way for Claire's.

"My belt hurts." Mar whined from the backseat. He never liked car seats but he would just have to get used to them and stop making excuses. Injuries always were his excuse - just like how he was on the airplane the first day I met him.

"We're almost there, Mar." I told him and reached back to pinch his cheek. He pouted a bit but ceased his complaints.

"What time you think you two will be done with the girly business?" Jake asked me, turning down a corner.

"Hm, maybe around noon, it never takes too long." I answered. "Considering my hair is so short." I added with a giggle.

"Your hair is fine." Jake stated. "It's perfect for your pretty face." he smirked.

I blushed and muttered a 'thank you' before telling him to make a left. We were on the block now so I grabbed my boxed up costume and got ready to hop out the car. When Jake pulled to stop in front of the house, I unfastened my belt and leaned over to give him a hug. He tried to hold me there for a moment but I reminded him of his brother's presence, to which he released me instantly.

I helped Mar out of his seat and then pulled him into my arms to get out of the car. As I walked up to Claire's door, I turned to wave Jake off but he stayed anyway - most likely making sure we made it inside safely. When Claire answered and snatched Mar away squealing about his cuteness, Jake beeped twice and we all waved to him as he drove off.

"Okay Marlowe, wanna watch some cartoons while the ladies do lady stuff?" Claire asked him as he flicked on her TV.

"Can I watch Looney Tunes?" he asked with a chipper tone and she fulfilled his plea before coming into her kitchen with me.

I watched Mar climb onto her couch and sip from his little Sippy cup that he brought along with him. It was full of his favorite - grape juice of course.

"Alright, " Claire started with a clap. "Let me see the costume."

I blanched but knew she needed to see it in order to do my hair and makeup. "Okay, but promise me you won't shout and disturb Mar, got it?"

She tilted her head curiously. "Why? Is it that shocking?"

"Yeah..." I breathed.

She grinned and took the box from my hands to sit it on the kitchen table. I watched nervously as she opened it. Her eyes lit up and I prayed she wouldn't squeal - she promised she wouldn't get loud! Luckily, she just snickered like the killer doll Chucky and the first thing she pulled out was the feather duster followed by the cheeky lace thong.

"Oh my gosh," she sang while playing with the feather duster. She did a little twirl and then tickled my nose with it. When I sneezed, she snickered again. "You're gonna be absolute eye candy at the party Miss Sherry." she teased with a grin.

My face felt very hot. "Claire! Don't tease me!" I whined taking the duster from her. "I'm already aware of the fact that I may end up as the whore of the party." I exhaled helplessly.

Claire rolled her eyes. "Hush girly - you know damn well there's going to be a dominatrix at that party and some old chick who swears she looks good as a 40 year old school girl."

I perked up at that. "Hehe, I guess you're right." I hid the duster behind my back.

"Besides, I'm gonna be eye candy too - my costume is very sexy so you definitely won't be alone."

My jaw dropped. "Y-You're coming too?!" she nodded and I found myself squealing despite myself. "Oh my God that's great!" I hugged her and we rocked back and forth.

"Yep, your boss sent me an invitation a week ago." she chirped. "He said I could invite a friend so I figured I'd ask Steve, but he had a business trip to go on with his father and won't be back until next weekend." she sighed.

"You miss him, don't you?" I asked.

"Yeah, but I saw him before he left - kept a reminder of him for the days to come." she batted her lashes with a giggle and I knew what she was hinting.

"So, what can you do for me?" I changed the subject - I needed her to be finished with me by noon so I wouldn't hold up Jake.

She tapped her chin lightly. "Well, I'm thinking some dark eye liner around the eyes with some light hued eye shadow to add a little color variety to you. Your hair... I'll try to feather it and I'll add some extras wherever I see fit."

"Sounds good." I said with a smile. I heard Mar giggle cutely from her living room, something funny happened on Looney Tunes I assume.

"Alright, one last thing - before I doll you up, did you want me to help you figure out how to wear the costume?"

"Sure." I replied to which Claire closed the box to hand it to me.

"Go try it on in the bathroom, call me if you need anything. In the meantime, I'm gonna go sit with the baby until you come back."

I stood in front of the tall bathroom mirror, staring at myself as if I had no clue who I was.

The costume fit me very well - my long legs and curves were free for the world to admire and for once… I didn't care much. I actually thought I looked sexy - and I loved it.

There were many layers to the costume, the first was the black strapless basque undergarment that tied in the back. It was accompanied by a cheeky thong with detachable garter stockings. The thong was black and lacy but the thigh high stockings were of the same color but shiny and sheer with a white ribbon around the top where they clung to my thighs.

Before putting on the second layer, Claire told me to put on the puffy white ruffle skirt as well as a silky black layer that covered the basque and hung loosely over the skirt - tying along my back with a white ribbon. The skirt was short, so short that if I bent over, everything was exposed - then again, even if I didn't, my ass cheeks were still visible.

The second layer was a simple black corset top that also tied behind my back, it was so tight I thought I would crack a rib. The last layer was the apron - a white transparent halter top with a small black tie up in the front of it - along the unconcealed area of my cleavage. The bottom of the apron stopped where my skirt did and like most of the rest of the costume, it tied in the back with string.

The heels I had to wear were black closed toe stilettos that tied around the ankle. On my hands were white sheer gloves with ruffles at the wrists and a little black bow. Around my neck was a matching choker and the last item for the costume was an accessory for my hair - a French maid headpiece that clipped onto the hair. It was black with white ruffles.

I never thought I would ever wear an outfit like this... But if Jake likes it, I'll have to wear it for him more often. I blushed - wondering would Jake actually think I looked good.

The door opened behind me and Claire's dramatic gasp startled me.

"Oh... my... God." she breathed out, her eyes were wide as she observed me up and down.

"What?" I asked, swallowing hard.

"You are one sexy piece of ass, Sherry!" she exclaimed, pretending to be near faint.

I flushed before a giggle escaped me. "Thanks Claire." I chimed.

I think I look good too.

I was almost finished with another batch of party favors when Mr. Wesker walked into the kitchen, catching Mar and I off guard entirely. I greeted him with a smile and found myself blushing when he returned it. He was examining my hair from what I could tell.

It was very shiny after Claire gave me her special treatment. She had styled my hair so that one side hung over my right eye slightly while the rest feathered prettily around my head, almost cupping my face. Accompanied by my makeup [light blue and purple eye shadow with black eye liner - my eyes had a pretty smoky look to them unlike the usual watery semblance], I thought I looked beautiful.

Mr. Wesker's reaction had nothing on Jake's. As we drove home, every time he met a red light or reached a corner, his gaze would travel to me and he would smirk as always, but he kept trying to touch my face or run his fingers through my hair. I let him do it once, and then told him to cool it. It wasn't easy for him but once we made it back home, he left me alone. I guess he couldn't stop himself.

I was in my normal clothes for the time being - I didn't want to get dirty or sweat out my costume.

"Hi daddy!" Mar greeted joyfully as he wrapped his arms around one of his father's legs.

"Hello Marlowe," I watched with a smile as he picked him up into his arms. "You're behaving quite well aren't you?"

"Yep, we're making treats for the party!" he explained with a giant smile. He was being an excellent helper - he's very good at taste testing.

Mr. Wesker eyed me again and I smiled. "Miss Birkin, that's a wonderful picture you will be presenting for the party. Should go well with your costume, yes?"

I nodded bashfully. "Thank you, sir - Claire did it for me." I winked at Mar when he commented on me 'Always looking pretty'.

"Ms. Redfield you say?" his reaction to her name always unsettled me. "Will she be coming? I'd enjoy her presence."

I shifted, a bit uncomfortable with his fascination with my redheaded guardian. "Yes, she told me she'll be here, sir."

"Excellent." he purred, Marlowe started to play with the top to his turtle neck sweater, making him eye him oddly. "Marlowe, your Nanny needs to move her treats to the basement, you are to stay with Mrs. Chambers until she returns, you understand?"

Marlowe nodded enthusiastically. "Yes father."

Mr. Wesker released him slowly to the floor and followed behind the little genius slowly as the former raced for the stairs. "Miss Birkin, I will send Jake down to help you transfer your party favors to the basement. Wait here for a moment, I am sure he won't take long at all when it concerns you."

I caught his implication and felt my cheeks heat up. "Y-Yes of course, sir."

While I waited for Jake, I started stacking the numerous amounts of treats I'd made onto 2 very large trays. One tray had about 24 chocolate and vanilla cupcakes with icing and Halloween inspired sprinkles. The other had different types of cookies ranging from chocolate chip, peanut butter, snicker doodle and even sugar cookies.

I had some other projects going at the same time - on the stove I was deep frying some curly fries. On the bottom shelf of the oven, I was baking a couple pumpkin pies and cookies with M&M's in them. In the old fashioned bread oven, I was baking some cinnamon rolls and donuts - I planned to put chocolate over the donuts and add sprinkles to some.

Yep, Sheva and Claire had taught me very well.

Claire, Sheva and I had spent the last couple days coming up with recipes. They also really helped me with mixing drinks and identifying which ones were lightweights and heavyweights. We had tons of fun while doing so and I was sure I would bring a lot to the party when it started.

Just when I finished checking on the fries, Jake came in the kitchen and looked around before his eyes traveled to me. I smiled, blushing - he was impressed, good.

"Damn Supergirl," he breathed as he caught sight of a chocolate chip cookie I knew he wouldn't mind having. "You sure know how to work."

I popped his hand lightly as he reached for the cookie. "No touching, mister! You'll have to wait!" I giggled at his pouty face.

"Oh come on already! I've done a lot today - including be a taxi for you and I can't have just one cookie?" he looked desperate - I had to refrain from bursting into a fit of laughter at him.

"Jake!" when he reached again, I popped him. "Jake, please - tell you what, help me take these trays to the basement and I'll give one cookie of your choosing."

"Hell yeah!" he snatched up a tray without a second thought and made a break for the basement.

After checking on the fries once again, I followed behind him. Finally I would get to see the basement!

It was beyond my wildest dreams.

Upon reaching the basement, the first thing I saw was the Bar. It was lengthy, with about ten stools for sitting around the counter [there was an undead guy set up on one of the seats - luckily he along with the rest of them were turned off until the party started] and behind the counter was a large glass cabinet containing bottles of numerous kinds of whiskey, champagne, and I could even make out some vodka among others [the whole place was littered with spider webs and some almost realistic blood splattered across the glass]. There was also a huge twin door fridge and freezer. The floor around the area was wood and there was a small door on the floor behind the counter.

There was an L-shaped part beside the stairs that had red carpet with five circular tables and the chairs around the tables were also round-like. In the center of each table was a large imprint full of ice that held a bottle of any type of drink. One of the tables had a giant creature propped up behind it. I feared for the sucker who sat there.

Across from the bar there was an oval shaped opening covered by very pretty beads. I had no idea what was through there from where I was standing but I wanted to see. Past this opening and the Bar, there was a hallway but right along it was a large glass window with the curtains drawn. I wondered where that led.

I wanted to see the rooms but I knew I couldn't - I was much too busy. Jake snapped me out of my wonderland.

"You like it down here?" he asked me, taking my tray from me to sit it on the bar counter.

"It's amazing!" I beamed, hoping one day I would be able to hang out down there just like Jake did every day.

"I'll show you around if you like?" he took my hand.

As much as I wanted to, I couldn't. I had responsibilities to handle. "Sorry Jake, I've gotta finish cooking." I turned away to make my way for the stairs, dragging him along with me.

"Alright, so - how many more items to move before I get my cookie?"

I laughed. "Not much more - I promise."

Sorry Jake, there's a lot more.

I pulled at my short, short skirt once again as I stood in the upstairs bathroom. Mr. Wesker had taken Mar with him so I could get dressed and that was great because my nerves were shot.

I looked incredibly sexy, but I felt a combination of excitement and hysteria - the party would start in exactly 30 minutes. I couldn't wait to greet everyone but I wasn't sure what Jake and Mr. Wesker had planned. Jake warned me that tonight was going to be a bit extra and that scares were going to be insane.

Even worse, the dead people downstairs were turned on and Jake had even added some more of them to the basement. The undead freaks scared the crap out of the pizza guy when he came to the front door. Poor guy never saw that dead guy crawling behind Mr. Wesker, he was so scared he almost took off without paying once he did see him - but I saw the creep because I was on the second floor - I'd just fought off the dude from the staircase and was too terrified to help.

Mr. Wesker didn't even help me when it happened!

I sighed before walking out of the bathroom, my heels clicked across the tile and then the wood when I exited. I ran my feather duster along the wall before I heard someone call out to me.

It was Mrs. Stephanie.

I wiggled my behind into her room and her eyes lit up as she covered her mouth - stifling her laughs.

"No, no - you look good dear!" she choked out as I blushed embarrassed. "Really good! In fact you're beautiful, it's just - why Albert picked these costumes for my babies is beyond my comprehension!"

"Who else did he pick?" I asked, I knew she'd known about Mar, Jake and I but I was just curious.

"Rebecca's," she sniffed away a chuckle. "She's a sight to see too!"

I couldn't wait to see her.

I sat on the edge of her bed beside her, giving her a small hug. "I wish you could come." I pouted. "Mar is adorable - you'd love him."

She smiled a little and just patted my hands in hers. "It's okay - I wish I could too, but I'm fine here. My strength isn't the same and it's best I don't push it, but I would love to see the little angel…"

"I understand, ma'am." I hugged her one last time before rising to up to leave. "I'm honestly a little nervous..."

"You'll be fine, Sherry. You're good at charming people." she told me and I felt confident again.

"Thanks ma'am," I said sweetly. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to let me know."

"I just wish I could taste some candy," she started before I left. "I haven't had any chocolate in a while."

I smiled. "I'll see to it that you do!" I winked to her before exiting.

By 16:30 [4:30 pm] the entire house was packed with people right on time. The amount of mortified screams from women and men never ceased for a moment and I could fully understand why.

The house was full of scares that even I didn't know about. The formal dining hall had projector monsters that would scream at you and make realistic lightning effects. The guys that helped Jake and Mr. Wesker earlier were dressed up in some freaky looking outfits and they chased people through the house, throwing severed hands at them or even snatching them up themselves.

I had no idea Mr. Wesker and Jake were capable of thinking up ideas like this. It was literally an undead house party.

The house itself looked different. When the sun went down, all the lights in the house were turned off, instead, there was a fog everywhere, light green in color that lit the place - and people were given little lanterns to walk around with that came inside their gift bags or if they were unlucky like I was, they could just get a crappy glow stick...

That does nothing to help me see in the damn dark!

The lightning effects were incredible - they came out of nowhere, even worse, you never knew when someone was going to grab you - if that creepy mass of darkness in the corner was a person or a figment of your imagination - or if someone was following you.

I'd been grabbed twice and carried away to the laundry room aka the evil lair. If I was one of the guests, I would have been forced to stay there until someone I knew came and got me. If they never did, I was stuck for countless minutes. I felt bad for the guests, that room was super dark and there were 'dead people' in there if you wondered around too much.

It was almost hilarious that every time I was caught, I was about to stuff my face with a cake or something. I guess I had no right to indulge myself.

With a small platter in hand, I emerged from the basement with six glasses containing a drink called Death in the Afternoon - as per a few gentlemen's requests. I knew it was a strong drink but I wasn't allowed to question any of Mr. Wesker's guests, just serve them.

"Here you are, sir." I chirped over the sounds of screaming from somewhere in the house.

The man was wearing a Dracula costume, he wasn't particularly handsome, but he wasn't hideous either. "Thank you," he purred with a failed attempt at Dracula's voice. "Aren't you a precious drink to behold?"

Um, no thank you sir. I smiled crookedly and made my leave from him immediately.

I passed out a few more drinks and after some time, I came around with little cakes for people to enjoy. It was so dark, I think I served people three times in a row – that would explain why some were passed out in corners or sexing each other with their clothes on.

I still couldn't spot anyone I knew - not even Jake or Mr. Wesker. I wondered what Jake's costume looked like. Was he someone dark and mysterious - or was he one of the evil guys that snatched me up? When I thought about it, the former was quite possible. I mean, the guy did grope me a few times and he wasn't the only one.

When it's dark and all you have for light is a glow stick hanging from your apron pouch, there isn't much you can do to stop perverts. Hell – you couldn't see them!

I offered some cinnamon rolls to a group of girls as scantily clad as I was - they eagerly took them. My glow stick slid out of my apron pouch then and I bent over to pick it up. It was dark - no one could really see my goods hanging out right?

I felt someone grip my hips from behind me and I sat up immediately - feeling flushed when they pulled me against them, hugging me there.

"I see I did pick a perfect costume for you, didn't I, Mistress?"

I recognized the voice immediately - I felt absolute relief that this person holding me wasn't some perverted guy.

It was Ms. Excella.

Wait - did she say she picked my costume?

"Hello, Ms. Excella," I greeted her meekly, unable to budge with her arms so tight around me.

"Hi, Mistress, are you having a good time?" she purred while rubbing her cheek against mine.

"I-I guess so, besides the creeps coming after me." I joked bashfully. What was with people and their love for holding me?

"Hm, you should stick with Albert like I am - no one gets passed him." she hummed, slightly fondling me around my chest area.

I never felt so embarrassed - not even Helena fondled me. "I can't find anyone. I've been alone all this time, I can't even find Jake..."

She giggled fervid in nature. "If I see him, I'll have him come to you. After all, I picked this for you - with him in mind." she emphasized the 'this' by gripping my chest area.

My faced burned from blush. Oh my gosh, Ms. Excella picked this costume for me to seduce him - didn't she? Oh gosh, this is insane.

"And don't worry, Mistress - my touches mean no harm, I'm only giving you an extra boost for when you're alone with him."

I was about to question her but she pulled away. In the darkness, I could somewhat make out her costume - it was definitely a dominatrix outfit accompanied with a whip, full leather body suit and the ample view of her breasts via the split down the front.

I watched her walk away and stood there feeling bothered - for all the wrong reasons. I straightened out my clothes and figured I would find someone - Claire, Rebecca, or hell - Mr. Wesker so I could feel a little better.

If I found Jake, I wasn't sure how I would behave at the moment.

Ms. Excella really got to me. I felt aroused. As embarrassing at it was, I couldn't deny it - but why I was so ready for Jake was beyond my comprehension.

When there was a break in requests from the guests, I went to check on Mar and the other kids. They were fine, having fun playing games and scaring each other in the dark. The oldest kid was eight years old and he was quite mature for his age - he looked out for the rest while I took care of matters downstairs. He even showed the younger kids how to play racing games on the Wii.

I was unaware earlier but one of the children - a little girl named Leila had a Nanny of her own who was also present, but she wasn't partying, instead she was looking after the kids in my absence. She was an older lady, almost 60 and very calm, reserved. While the eight year old [his name was Avery] played with everyone, she sat on a couch in the corner, reading a book and making sure no one hurt one another.

I was grateful - at least now I didn't have to run up and down the stairs so often anymore. Though this wasn't helping my lust for Jake. At least when I worried for the kids I didn't feel that intense need to find him and press against him. The last and closest time I felt something like this was nearly two weeks ago when I was naked in his arms.

I'm really not helping myself here...

Mar followed me into the hallway before I made my leave. "Nanny Bear..." he whined and I kneeled over to look him in the eye. "We were supposed to go trick or treating..."

I felt knots in my stomach. "I... I'll go ask your dad... Okay sweetheart?"

He nodded, enthusiastically. "I hope he says yes, I've never been trick or treating!"

I bit my lip. I hope so too.

I ran as fast as I could in my stilettos, though that wasn't much. Another giant freak was chasing me and I wanted to bolt for the basement before he could catch me.

Just as I turned into the lounge, I crashed into someone only to feel them catch me in their arms before I fell to the ground.

He was dressed as pirate, wearing an eye patch, a hat, long red coat, pants and boots. I liked the costume and under the small lighting in the lounge, I couldn't help but notice he looked familiar.

My jaw dropped and his eyes widened.

"Leon?!" I cried out surprised.

"...Sherry?" he was just as shocked as I was.

A second later we hugged tightly and I had to fight hard not to let tears fall from my eyes and mess up my make-up. I couldn't believe it was him! I hadn't seen him since I moved to Europe with Claire. It was almost like I was dreaming - my father figure - no, my father was actually with me!

He pulled away and helped me to stand. I hugged him again and he laughed. "Sherry, by God I had no idea who you were..." he pulled away to observe my outfit and he looked mortified for a second before it changed to outrage. "What on earth are you wearing?"

"My boss's business partner brought this for me." I answered with a blush, fidgeting with my gloves. "Before you start jumping to conclusions - it's a woman."

He blinked. "Ahem, well - that's odd."

I grinned sheepishly. I'll say. "Yeah, it is."

He crossed his arms over his chest and showed his serious face I was so used to. He was handsome as always but I thought of him as a father so I didn't admire him that way. "If anyone tries to harass you, let me know. I won't stand for it."

I giggled, figuring I'd entertain him. "Okay, I will. Leon, how come you didn't tell me you were coming here? You knew I worked here - why didn't you say anything?"

He chuckled. "It was a surprise. Believe it or not, I know Albert from my early days at the Academy. He used to be a coach for me. When you told me he was your boss, I knew you were in hands and I'm glad he invited me so I could see you again, kiddo."

I hugged him once more and smiled. "Me too! I'm sure Claire will be happy to see you here too."

"Claire's here?" I nodded, though I hadn't seen her – it wasn't baseless to assume she could very well be present without my awareness. "Wow - that's great, oh by the way, there's someone I want you to meet." he turned and signaled to a woman nearby.

She was dressed in a short red and black almost kimono dress with thigh high stockings and heels. Her sleeves were very long to the floor. Her face was painted white with odd makeup and blood dripping from her eyes. Her hair was short like mine she had bangs combed down over her forehead. She looked scary, sexy and cool at the same time.

"Sherry, this is Ada Wong. We work together from time to time and she was also invited, we decided to come together."

I shook her hand, she had beautiful eyes and I noticed her bottom lip was painted red but not the top. "Nice to meet you, I'm Sherry."

She laughed softly and I noticed she had a very sultry voice when she spoke. "Nice to meet you too, Sherry - Leon's always going on about how you've got nerves of steel."

I giggled. "I do my best. By the way, may I ask what you're supposed to be? It's interesting – I haven't seen anyone else look as cool as you do."

"Not even me?" Leon half-whined followed by a laugh.

"You look fine, Leon." she told him with a smirk. "I'm a supposed to be a ghost. Ever heard of a Jiangshi? They are Chinese vampire ghosts… or zombies – whichever you prefer."

"Cool." I breathed with a smile. Just then, someone called out for me to bring them a Dark and Stormy. "Oh, well - I've got people to serve - shall we meet up and chat again soon? I gotta tell you everything before you leave!"

Leon patted my shoulder softly. "Sounds great, kiddo and don't worry, I'll be here for a couple days before heading back to the states."

I grinned and gave him one more hug, then Ada and headed for the basement. "Enjoy the party!" I shouted to them.

It was closing in on 17:30 [5:30 pm] and I still hadn't seen Claire or Jake. I was starting to feel a little down.

I figured Jake would come find me but he hadn't - was he too busy? As for Claire, she probably would arrive soon - she loved parties and free drinks.

I couldn't even find Mr. Wesker. I wanted to see about taking Mar trick or treating before the night was over. I had let the little guy down once - I didn't want to risk doing it again.

I'll be honest, I was also looking for someone to protect me from the assholes who kept snatching me up.

I paused when the sound of a piano echoed through the house. It came from the formal dining room so that was where I headed. The song being played sounded a lot like a tune my father expected me to play. I recognized it as Fantaisie-Impromptu, by Frédéric Chopin. It wasn't an easy piece to master, whoever the player was - they were extraordinarily talented.

I ducked and dodged around a shadowed figure, sure they would try and snatch me. I made it through the dining room and into the music room/art gallery. There were people surrounding the grand piano and I fell into the crowd where I could.

There were girls fawning over the pianist. He wasn't all too easy to see with the mask he was wearing. I could make out short buzz cut hair on his head but the color was beyond me because of the crazy lights. He also wore a long dark cape along with some rather old-fashioned European gentleman's clothes. I watched quietly as his fingers danced along the keys of the piano - they were covered by black gloves. This man was surely trying to remain a mystery.

"It's him!" I heard one girl say nearby. "That's the phantom guy!"

"I wonder who he is?" a girl said beside me, she was dressed as a slutty schoolgirl but had a little something extra with her cat ears and tail. She wasn't talking to me in particular but I fancied I needed a friend more than anything right now.

"He's probably going to jump out at us any second now." I joked.

She looked at me and giggled - I noticed she had some striking golden blonde hair. "Yeah, probably! And if he did - I wouldn't mind, he's a total stud."

I smirked a bit, amused by her proposition. "I don't know - I've been kidnapped way too often today. I'd rather lie low and avoid strange people for the rest of the evening."

"You too?" she gasped. "Man, I thought I was the only one. I'm Ashley, by the way - Ashley Graham." she extended her hand for me to take and I did.

"Sherry Birkin, glad to make your acquaintance." her name... it was familiar - but I couldn't place it yet.

As the pianist took a dramatic pause, I noticed she and I both grimaced at the same time. I knew I was doing it because I was afraid something crazy was about to happen, I was sure she probably was thinking the same way. We both let out a sigh of relief as he cracked his knuckles and started playing Moonlight Sonata.

"He's incredible, isn't he?" I breathed. I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew who the man was. If it weren't for the lights, I probably would know - I had seen all the workers Mr. Wesker hired, there were quite a few that had a similar haircut.

"Very," she agreed. "Oh look - " she pointed across from us at a tall blonde haired male wearing an army fatigue suit. He was standing beside a man wearing all black... Mr. Wesker - finally! "There's my father - he was President a few years ago - I'm telling you that because I'm not sure you would know being in England and such - and that other man Albert Wesker, he's hosting this crazy party!"

Oh yeah! She's Ashley Graham, the President's daughter that Leon had to save! I felt like it was just too small of a world. Here I was, standing with the former President's daughter - she was actually quite nice. It was because of her that Leon's portfolio was very prominent - he was able to save her from a very dangerous situation.

"I know, believe or not, I work for Mr. Wesker." I answered slowly, ready to bolt for Mr. Wesker in case he made a move to leave, I would not be left alone and I was anxious to find Jake. I also was a little nervous Ashley wouldn't want to be seen with the housekeeper...

"You do? Wait - are you the housekeeper?" she asked me with a raised brow.

"Yea..." I blushed, grinning sheepishly. I hoped she didn't get turned off by the fact that I was the hired help. I actually would love to be around her so I could tell her I knew Leon and maybe we could get along.

He saved us both at one point in our lives.

She paused, staring at me for a moment. "I thought that costume was just for show but it's the real deal - heh, that's pretty funny."

"So, you're not bothered by my job?"

"Nah, you're fine Sherry. I don't make many friends so I can't be very picky."

I grinned - I liked her a lot.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and was delighted to see it was Mr. Wesker. I almost wanted to hug him. I noticed he wasn't wearing a costume but didn't mention it. I excused myself from Ashley's company when he signaled me to follow him. I saw her nod but make her way towards her father - the former president Graham.

Mr. Wesker lured me around the crowd and up to the pianist as he finished his piece. Up close, I finally realized he was supposed to be Erik from the Phantom of the Opera, his mask covered the left side of his face. I blushed, wondering who the man behind the costume was - even more curious since Mr. Wesker brought me over to meet him.

"Miss Birkin, it would be in your best interest to stay with Jake." I gasped. "At least this way, you won't have to kick my workers again."

"Jake?" I whispered meekly as I leaned over the piano to look him in the face.

He raised his head and I nearly fainted when he smirked at me. I felt like I was dreaming. He was so handsome in his costume - though he was hot no matter what he wore. His half mask covered the where his scar was, whether it was intentional or not was beyond me. I couldn't believe the master pianist was him!

We just stared at each other, I rested my cheek on my palm and felt blush creep onto my face. I jumped when I felt Mr. Wesker pull on my skirt in the back. I jumped up and smoothed it down so that it 'covered' me better. I knew I felt a breeze but I was careless. My ass was just displayed to a nice amount of people and I felt I would die of embarrassment.

"S-sorry Mr. Wesker..." I breathed, putting my hands together practically begging him not to be angry.

He wasn't, he just nodded and did some sort of gesture to Jake before walking away. I descried that a lot of the men in the room were obviously very pleased with the view I'd unintentionally given and I felt tears stinging my eyes. I fiddled with the feather duster in my hand and tried to ignore my feelings of shame.

I heard Jake stand up behind me. He wrapped an arm around my waist before doing some sort of gesture with his other hand. I saw he was smirking and I had no idea why until every light in the room went out and then a loud crack of thunder and lightning came - followed by an uproar of terrified screams.

I felt around for something or someone and found nothing. Where did Jake go?! I panicked a bit, completely blinded by the dark. I searched my pouch for the crappy glow stick I used for light - shook it twice and it lit up.

There was someone standing right in front of me. I almost screamed until a gloved hand covered my mouth.

"Shh..." it was Jake. I felt my heart begin to race and it wasn't because I was scared. "Come on, follow me."

I'll follow you to the end of the earth and back. I leered to him in the dark as he wrapped an arm around my waist once again and led me away into the darkness.

He opened a door and once he led me inside, I realized it was the bathroom - the one just passed Mr. Wesker's room. Jake took my glow stick from me and put it in the middle of the floor to light the room just enough. Everything glowed green and even creepier than it did in the front room, but at least there weren't any giant snatching bullies or undead freaks.

I groaned, feeling my feet start to cramp in my heels. I made my way over the large marble tub. Sitting on the edge, I leaned over and began to untie the ribbons around my ankle when Jake moved swiftly and caught me off guard as he wrapped his hand around mine and stopped me.

"Jake please, my feet are killing me." I said, almost subtly. I couldn't really see him in the light. He was wearing so much black, but I could see the mask. He looked quite scary honestly.

He was kneeled down in front of me, giving me a strange look - I didn't know what to do. I was stuck in a small room with Jake Wesker - he could very well be looking to scare me, harass me, prank me or hell - he might seduce me with the costume he was wearing.

I don't think I would fight much if he did want me that way.

"Don't do that Naughty girl... you look so beautiful." he almost sang his words, I liked it.

I felt flush and shivered when I felt his hand travel up from my ankle, to ghost over the back of my calf and slowly upwards until he reached my thigh. He didn't touch me but I felt tingly from the odd sensation I was experiencing.

"Your legs are so… long and – I just want to…" he trailed off, I wondered why.

"Jake, what are you doing?" I whispered as he lifted me from the tub by my waist - pressing me flush against him. I was feeling light headed from his attention.

"Shh..." he put his finger to my lips and I was losing my mind now. "Don't worry, I'll keep you safe from the big baddies outside - I promise." he came closer to my face, a smirk plastered on his. He was so tall, so warm, so enticing.

"You… look great." I sighed, pushing against him.

"Really now? Good, cuz I'm only wearing this for you." he grinned and I felt like I was going to faint. "My dad got me this – had the mask specially made to cover my scar. The mask is actually supposed to cover the right side of the phantom's face."

I giggled a bit. "I like it on you – and you play the piano beautifully."

"I like your outfit more. I always thought you were nice and supple – remember?" he purred softly. "I could play piano for you any time you like, Sherry. I'm pretty good with my hands after all." he sighed, almost blissfully. "I… want to – touch you… I think."

I needed to come up with an excuse to get away from him before I did something completely reckless. "J-Jake, I um, I need to -"

He silenced me again by burying his face into my nape. I felt his lips phantom over my neck. Why was he torturing me like this? "I'm not trying to upset you, naughty girl. I just don't want to lose you like earlier. Every time I caught you, you got away."

So he was the one who kept snatching me up! No wonder I kept getting targeted. Ever since he started playing the piano, I wasn't chased or anything!

"Then I saw you in that guy's arms." I saw his visible eye harden and his arms tightened around me. "I told you before, I'll be your master - as long as you belong to me and only me. So why were you hugging some random dude?" he growled.

I shook my head, completely confused by his words. "W-What guy?" I wondered nervously. I hadn't been close to anyone except Ms. Excella and...

Leon.

I blinked innocently as he glared down at me. "Jake, please - this is a misunderstanding – that dude wasn't just anyone, he was -"

"What more do you want from me, Sherry?" he asked almost desperate despite his hard gaze. "I think I know what I want from you – what do you want from me?"

My heart softened. He was jealous - of Leon? It was cute on him, but I hated the idea of him feeling like he had to compete with anyone for me. I never thought I'd see the day some guy would be jealous or possessive of me. Now I knew why Claire liked that quality in a guy so much.

"Jake, come outside with me - I want you to meet Leon." I said with a smile.

The realization hit him and I noticed the steely gaze he once had was abated. He remembered the name from the times I told him my history.

I wrapped my arms around his middle and peered up at his handsome 'half-face' in the green glow. "I want you to meet the man who saved my life."

Jake followed behind me quietly as I searched around for Leon. I finally found him in the basement, sitting at the bar beside Ada - both were drinking a little champagne and laughing about something. I strode towards them, making sure Jake was following. He was but he was also trying hard to keep other women from groping him.

Poor guy, he had no idea how ravishing he looked.

The basement also had the smoky atmosphere but it was more or less with a blue hue. I could see people emerging from every room in sight. All the different costumes just made the whole scenery so amazing.

"Leon, Ada – sorry I took so long to find you guys," I greeted them. "This is Jake, I work for him and Mr. Wesker."

Leon stood up and extended his hand for Jake to take. "Jake Wesker, it's nice to meet you – Sherry says a lot about you whenever I talk to her." I whined when he laughed at me, a hot blush came to my face.

Jake eyed him funny, he was being unresponsive and a jerk to one of the most important men in my life - so I elbowed him. After a few awkward moments, he returned the gesture and shook hands with him, much to my relief. "Nice to meet ya, Hero." he deadpanned and I wondered about that nickname but said nothing.

Ada observed Jake with a small smirk. "Well, well - if it isn't Wesker Jr. You look handsome tonight." she chuckled softly, I was sure she was just teasing him for fun.

I could have sworn I saw Jake blush a bit at her compliment, but he never took his eyes off Leon. The poor guy was confused by the hostility but Leon was a nice guy – he never intentionally engaged in conflict, he sooner made friends than enemies.

He simply shrugged and turned back to Ada. "We're having a great time, Sherry – how about you?"

"The best." I chimed, I glanced to Jake, sighed and took his hand, giving it a squeeze to assure him everything was fine. "Jake, Leon's taken care of me for a while now, he and Claire - "

"Claire what?" I stopped and whirled around to see the woman I called a mother.

She was a referee and boy did she look great. She had a black cap on top of her loosely curled red hair and a whistle around her neck. Her top was short, stopping just beneath her breasts where it was fastened with a button. Her cleavage was revealed and I also noted the little Mickey Mouse accessory that pierced her belly button. Her shorts were solid black and short enough to show her ass cheeks. I just adored her shoes, they were a hybrid of converse sneakers and boots, riding all the way up to her thighs.

I threw my arms around her and squealed when she lifted me from the floor. "Claire!" I cheered. "I thought I would never see you here!" I felt someone tugging my skirt down in the back - this time it wasn't Mr. Wesker - it was Ada.

"Sherry! I would never miss a party! I love drinks." she released me with a wink. "I was running late but luckily Piers and Helena were on their way here and gave me a ride!"

"Piers and Helena?" I looked over and saw the two of them were behind Claire.

Piers was dressed as Harry Potter and Helena was a very sexy Hermione with a super short dress and tall stilettos. I hugged them both - Helena was hard to escape from. I was glad to see them at the party too.

Jake told us all to have a seat at the round tables once they were cleared. We took chairs and I found myself sitting on his lap while everyone gathered around.

Everyone was having such a good time. We joked, shared stories and I nearly died of laughter when Helena tried to give Piers a lap dance. Poor guy nearly fainted - he was so smitten with her he couldn't handle it. Claire was relentless with her teasing too - she started flirting with Ada for laughs but things took a serious turn. Leon warned her that Ada was aggressive. She really should have listened - by the time she realized her danger, Ada had her pinned down and was trying to kiss her.

It was like Helena and I in the future or something.

I noticed Jake and Leon were having a little chat and the hostility seemed to have finally left between the two of them. I felt as if my troubles were appeased.

I felt Jake shift me a little, making me move closer to him. I was sitting stiffly on his lap, I was so bashful with all of this that I was afraid to do anything that might arouse him or something. He pulled me back against him and brought his mouth close to my ear.

"I've got self-control naughty girl, don't worry about me." he whispered, a smirk plastered his face once he pulled away. I blushed, batted my eyelashes and then wiggled on him just to get a reaction.

So much for self-control because the moment I did that, something moved down there.

Somehow, the conversation drifted off onto the topic of Leon's job to which Ada mentioned his encounter with some children who beat him up and he was helpless to stop them.

I laughed until something clicked for me. Children...

Oh God - Marlowe!

I hopped up from Jake's lap and made for the steps - confusing the hell out of everyone. "Sorry guys - I'll be back there's something I have to do!" I called and moved my tired self the upstairs.

I heard Jake follow behind me once I made it out of the lounge and into the hallway. I was going to wiggle my sweet ass up the spiral staircase before he stopped me.

"What's going on, Supergirl?" he pulled me by the hand so that was closer to him.

"Jake - I ... Mar really wanted to go trick or treating - but I forgot to ask Mr. Wesker and now I think he's going to hate me because I just can't ever seem to keep my prom - "

He put his finger to my lips, silencing me. "Come on, let's go talk to him."

I nodded wearily, ready to break down if Mar was upset with me. I wanted to maintain my promises with him but every single time I let him down - it made me feel sick.

While the other kids were playing around in the room, Mar sat quietly in the corner, coloring pictures with black crayon. He was disappointed - again and I was responsible. Jake walked through the hordes to pick him up - while he usually lit up with joy from the gesture, instead, he looked miserable.

"Come on, little guy - let's talk." Jake said, sitting down against the doorframe to the playroom, Mar was in his arms, completely unresponsive.

I sat beside him, my arm rested on Jake's as I tried to look Mar in the face to apologize. I tried to open my mouth, but the words just wouldn't come out. I felt like I was about to cry until Jake wrapped an arm around my waist to comfort me.

"Mar..." I started shakily. "I'm so sorry... It's like no matter what I do I just let you down." I was disgusted with myself. Had I not been so distracted I would have remembered.

He said nothing and I lowered my head in shame. Jake spoke up. "Let's make it up to you, kid - wanna go out for some pizza?"

Mar smiled a little and nodded, I felt relieved but just a little. "Can... my friends come too?" he asked quietly.

Jake and I looked inside the room at the costume club of children. I glanced at him, sending him a pleading look. He sighed and nodded to Mar with a small smile. "Sure, little man - come on." he stood up, lifting Mar with him. His other hand extended to me to help me stand up, I took it and gave it a squeeze. "Okay, go tell your friends to get ready and let that other Nanny know the plan."

"Okay!" Mar beamed and ran inside the room. He looked so cute in his costume.

I pulled Jake away from the doorway, stood on my tippy toes [I had removed my heels at the foot of the stairs before we climbed them.] and threw my arms around his neck, careful not to hit him with the heels I'd held in one hand. "Thank you." I repeated over and over.

His arms slowly came around my lower back, he held me there for a moment before replying. "No problem, Supergirl. Now, there's something I need you to do." I pulled away to listen to him. "Go get your phone because we're gonna be out for a while."

"Why?" I asked curiously.

He grinned. "Let's surprise them - after pizza, we'll take 'em down a couple blocks so they can trick or treat for a while." My jaw dropped and he 'shh'ed me. "It's a surprise okay?" he winked.

I threw my arms around him again and debated wrapping my legs around his waist and humping him. I worshipped him at that moment. He was my hero.

"What can I ever do to repay you?" I breathed, overjoyed.

His face was serious as he contemplated my question. "Tonight, when everyone's asleep... I'd like it if you would let me get closer to you." he whispered, his voice was just so husky, it made me flush.

I kind of knew what he meant - he wanted to get closer and get passed the awkwardness we had. Every time he touched me, I would stiffen or shy away - he wanted us to have more alone time so I could get used to him.

It was sweet of him. He wanted to break down my walls as well as his own by letting himself express his desires with me - without boundaries.

He was so sweet in his own tough guy kind of way.

I closed my eyes and felt my face heat up. "Sure, let's take it slowly - please?" I whispered. "I'm not used to being close like this."

"Me neither." he said with a small chuckle.

Something about that statement interested me. Was it possible that Jake was just like me?

A virgin?

No way... he's too gorgeous... Then again, it would explain his awkward tendencies whenever it comes to my body…

"Come on, sweet girl - I need to borrow Dad's truck for all these rascals." he said with a light chuckle. The kids came pouring out of the room and ushering us down the stairs. "And I need to tell your Hero and the rest where we're going."

I took Jake's hand in mine and felt absolute solace when I felt Mar take my other. He was smiling and that made me feel so much better. I lifted him into my arms and waited by the front door for Jake to show up with his dad's keys. A minute later, he returned and we all flocked outside to the truck.

As I buckled Mar into his car seat, I smiled and placed a kiss on his forehead. He had no idea of the plans and that was great - I wanted to make him happy and thanks to Jake I could.

I recalled my promise to give Mrs. Stephanie some chocolate and thought of a little scheme of my own for when we returned. After accomplishing Mar and Mrs. Stephanie's desires, I would entertain Jake with my company. He deserved a lot for the things he's done for me recently.

But just what can I offer him?

A/N: Longest chapter yet! Hope you enjoyed it because I sure did! XD

Woo, getting pretty hot in here! Okay, next chapter the story rating will rise from T to M. Not sure about lemons but I can supply if they will not cause awkwardness to the fic.

Lemons won't be too soon though, but scenes are probably going to start getting more than average type of steamy. Sherry and Jake are taking things slowly so we'll have to be patient. :D

I love Leon's pirate outfit in RE6, he looks so cute I simply had to keep it the same in here. I hope you guys/girls like everyone else's costumes too. Rebecca will be in the next chapter – sorry she didn't show up in this one.

Thanks for all the reviews and feedback everyone! I appreciate them. If you have any questions or concerns feel free to ask.

See you when Eye Candy Part 2 of Halloween night comes. ;)

-Vio