Author's Note: Thanks for all the great reviews and readers. This takes place a few months after the last chapter. Enjoy!
Daniel woke up sometime after midnight in his king size bed, the only thing he really missed when he stayed at Betty's apartment. He reached for Betty, but grasped only air. He opened his eyes and quickly determined he was alone in his room. He noticed her skirt on top of the dresser and her bra hanging from the bathroom door knob and knew she couldn't have gotten far.
He rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling as he reflected on the events of this evening. 'Tonight had been amazing,' he thought. He never dared to hope Betty would be into costumes. He knew she would look sexy in her princess costume for the party, he expected it. But what he hadn't expected was the 'after party'. He wandered if he had ever been that turned on in his life. He was briefly disheartened when he realized that he hadn't gotten any pictures, because he's pretty sure he would never see that costume again. Then he smiled at the knowledge that the image was burned in his brain for eternity. He suddenly wondered why he was still in bed when there was a mostly naked Betty somewhere in his apartment and he was instantly determined to find her. He sat up and grabbed his boxer briefs from where she threw them on the floor earlier tonight, next to a slightly bent up tiara. Really, it didn't stand a chance when he saw her change of costumes.
He walked towards the front of the apartment, inspecting all the rooms as he went. He noticed a faint light and followed it to the kitchen. He found her leaning into the fridge, hair disheveled and wearing just his t-shirt. He stood there for a minute admiring the beautiful picture she made. As he got closer he realized she was lost in thoughts that likely had nothing to do with the contents of his fridge, which amounted to some very old takeout, milk, a case of beer, an open bottle of wine and a jar of pickles.
He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. As he glanced at the contents and kissed her shoulder, he told her, "Not even a culinary genius could get something edible out of that." She smiled and turned into his arms. This wasn't the first time they've slept here, but they usually stayed at Betty's place. He already had a couple of dresser drawers, the right side of the bed and a toothbrush by the sink. Besides, then she didn't have to run home the next morning to get ready. They only stayed at his place tonight because it was closer to where the party had been held and they didn't have to wait for the town car to pick them up.
"Hey, I didn't wake you did I?" she questioned as she looked up at him with a worried expression on her beautiful face.
"Nope, but I was starting to feel a draft in the bedroom." he smiled and nodded at the open refrigerator.
She promptly closed the door and smiled as she leaned up to kiss him. "I worked up an appetite earlier," she said with a sexy smirk, "and I was going to raid your fridge, but I'm a little afraid of the contents."
"Mhmm," he said dubiously. "I believe it was just last Wednesday at your place that we had to make a run to the grocery store after midnight to get something edible. So do you want to be the pot or the kettle?" he playfully questioned knowing Betty was rarely unprepared., and that it had been a busy week for her. Ignacio had sent her home with leftovers the next night, which they both thoroughly enjoyed during a midnight refrigerator raid.
"Well there was at least whip cream here, but you said you liked costumes." she teased looking up at him from under her eyelashes as a light blush stained her cheeks. He wandered if she knew just how sinful she looked right now.
"So what you're telling me is we need more whip cream." he smirked. He ran to his room to grab his remaining clothes before she could object. He pecked her cheek and promised to be back as quick as possible as he made a dash for the door.
She laughed and yelled after him, "You better get something to sustain my energy or the whip cream just might melt right off."
He thought this might be the best Halloween ever. He also thought it might be time to share one apartment. "Well it's about time." he said to himself as he sighed contentedly. Her place had felt like home for awhile anyway, he acknowledged to himself. He decided he'd bring it up tomorrow morning. She would be too distracted for the rest of tonight.