It was Saturday the 31st of October. Carla looked in the mirror and sighed at her rather ridiculous reflection. She couldn't believe she had let Michelle convince her to come to this Halloween party, let alone actually dress up for it.

Michelle had told Carla about the party two weeks in advance and said that everybody had to dress up to be allowed in. Carla had reluctantly said yes to Michelle and had been racking her brains for a clever Halloween costume since. When the day came and Carla still didn't have anything that resembled a costume. She decided to do some damage control and go into town to do some shopping.

She walked past an accessories shop and did a double take when she saw that they were selling little Halloween sets. Carla saw black Cat ears and a fluffy tail being sold and since she hadn't thought of anything else she went ahead and bought it. She also saw a tight black dress with long sleeves while she was in H&M so in a desperate bid not to let Michelle down she bought that too and teamed it up with a pair of black tights and black boots.

This Halloween party was also how Carla ended up using her black eyeliner to out line her eyes heavily and she had even given each eye a cat like flick. She had left her long hair hanging down either side of her face as she placed the cat ears on and after a few more looks in the mirror, Carla had decided that she actually looked quite fetching dressed as a cat and that it was time to face the music.

As she left her flat, She passed Mary who was obviously taking Asha and Aadi trick or treating. Mary looked like she was supposed to be one of Henry the eighth's wives, although after years of not paying attention in history, Carla had no idea which one. Asha and Aadi were both dressed as zombies and both said they would be coming to the pub later as Michelle and Steve had invited kids along to the party, just this once.

Carla smiled at them as she walked over to The Rover's. She was rather excited to see how Michelle and Steve had decorated the place. The door was covered in fake cobwebs and there was an old wooden sign on it saying, "DO NOT ENTER!" Carla rolled her eyes at it and grinned before she went inside.

The pub had been transformed and Carla was actually taken aback at the sight before her. Michelle had really outdone herself this time. The lights were a lot lower than usual and there were various scary motifs left around the bar. There were all sorts of different sized pumpkins with glowing candles inside. As Carla looked down there was actual smoke on the floor and she guessed that there was a smoke machine somewhere in there. She looked back up and the pub was full of people dressed up in their version of appropriate Halloween costumes however there were of course a few people who had obviously not bothered with dressing up at all.

Michelle and Steve were stood behind the bar pulling pints, dressed as Morticia and Gomez Adams.

"Right, I'm ere and you better pour me the biggest glass of wine that you can." Carla said as she approached the bar, Steve wolf whistled when he spotted Carla.

"Meow" Michelle cried handing Carla a glass of wine. "Carla, you look bloody incredible."

"Why thank you and I must say you both look fantastic." Carla said nodding at them in their co-ordinating outfits.

"You should see Amy, she's around here somewhere dressed as Wednesday, she looks so creepy." Michelle said, Carla laughed because Amy could look scary at anytime even without a costume.

"It really does look amazing in ere, you've outdone your self Chelle." Carla said as she gazed around the pub again but this time she wasn't so much as looking at the décor, as she was looking for a certain someone.

"Peter's not here yet." Steve said smirking.

"Am I really that obvious?" Carla sighed before taking a large sip of her wine Michelle nodded.

"Yep… So Where's Marc tonight then?" Michelle asked because he seemed to follow Carla around to these sort of things and had been in The Rover's twice this week, although Carla had managed to hide from him by hiding out the back.

Marc had also done his usual thing of "popping" into Underworld to "check" on his order and whilst there, Carla thought he may have mentioned Peter but he didn't, not even once.

"I dunno do I?" Carla shrugged not really giving a toss where Marc was as long as he wasn't at the pub. "It's your party, did ya invite him?" Michelle shook her head.

"Well we didn't invite anyone really? Just put the posters up around the street, I mean it was up during the whole quiz night." Michelle said pouring a costumer who was dressed as mummy, a drink.

"Well he never said anything about it to me so here's hoping he's not coming eh." Carla said hopefully, when she finished her wine, she held up her glass and said "Refill please Chelle" Michelle raised an eyebrow

"Wow. Really" She said surprised at how quick Carla had downed her drink.

"Oh yes. If I have to stay in ere with all these creepy looking people then I plan to be at least a little bit tipsy for it… then again some of them do look lot a lot better with masks on." Carla said smiling. Tracy who was in a tight red dress made her way to the bar, Carla smirked at the devil horns on Tracy's head

"Well I see you found the perfect costume Trace" Carla laughed, Tracy smiled falsely at her and said

"Thanks Carla." Amy soon joined Tracy, She had her long hair in two plaits and she was dressed in a black dress with white collars. Michelle was right because Amy did look rather scary, She stood there giving everyone her best glare and when she looked at Carla she frowned even more.

"Alright Wednesday?" Carla asked, trying to joke around with Amy but she just continued to look menacingly at Carla.

"A cat's not scary." Amy said dryly, showing that she was clearly not impressed with Carla's last minute costume. Carla raised an eyebrow and laughed at the eleven year old in front of her.

"She's right though, I mean what's scary about a Cat?" Tracy said agreeing with her daughter. Carla stopped laughing and said

"You're joking right? I'm a superstitious person's nightmare" Amy looked even more unimpressed.

"I don't believe in superstitions." She said before walking off with Tracy, Carla shook her head at Michelle as she handed her another wine glass

"She's an odd one isn't she." Carla said, Michelle laughed

"Well you can't blame her for being a little bit weird, I mean look at her Mother." Michelle joked "She's actually a right little sweetheart when you get to know her." Carla wasn't too sure if she believed Michelle especially after everything Simon had told her about Amy.

"Whatever you say Chelle..." She said as Liz came from out back dressed as Cleopatra, she was holding a huge glass bowl and she put it onto the bar.

"When's your next break Chelle?" Carla asked

"Right now." Steve said smiling and kissing Michelle on the cheek. Carla couldn't help but smile at how cute Steve and Michelle were and she tried her absolute best to ignore the slight pang of jealousy that she had felt when Steve and Michelle kissed properly for moment.

Whilst being single Carla had forgotten how much she had missed the simple things, like impromptu kisses but for the past few weeks, whenever she saw a couple have a little moment, she would get a little green with envy. It didn't help that her and Peter were so touchy feely with each other, especially as Peter seemed to always be the one to let go first. Carla assumed it was because he didn't want to cross the line but she thought she had been giving him hints for a while now that she actually didn't mind them getting just that little bit closer.

"I swear this is the best idea I've ever had, I mean look at everyone." Michelle said, gazing around the pub triumphantly as she left the bar with a glass of wine for herself.

"Yeah it's much better than your school disco idea and a million times better than that silly truth or dare game that forced me to kiss Marc." Carla said clutching her wine glass, trying to see if there was somewhere for her and Michelle to sit.

"Okay, I know he's a little annoying but it really can't have been that bad Carla." Michelle said finding it hard to believe that Carla didn't take at least a small amount of pleasure from giving Marc a quick peck.

"Oh trust me Michelle it were, especially since I've been telling him that our relationship is strictly professional since then." Carla said sipping her wine and rolling her eyes because there was nowhere to sit. She saw Leanne and Alya sitting at a table with two empty chairs. Michelle looked at Carla and could tell what she was thinking. They both walked up to the table

"Mind if we gate crash?" Michelle said, Alya and Leanne nodded as Carla sat straight down. She looked at Leanne who wasn't really dressed up but she was wearing a black dress with a white skeleton pattern on.

"That's a nice dress Leanne" Carla said admiringly.

"Thanks, I saw it on sale ages ago n thought I should buy it just in case a Halloween party ever came up." Leanne said smugly, clearly thinking it was a genius move.

"Uh I wish I'd ave thought of that." Carla said jealously, "Ere I am donning cat ears and a flamin tail." Michelle tutted

"God what's wrong with you lot, there is nothing wrong with having a big of fun and dressing up ya know."

"I love fancy dress parties" Alya said with a witches hat on her head and a wand on the table, She had even come with a broomstick and had it propped against the wall next to them.

"Anyways back to Marc…" Michelle said, "He'd probably faint if he came in ere and saw you looking like that."

"The whole thing is a little awkward, I mean can tell he likes me but I just don't know what to do about it. Yeah he's gorgeous and I went out with him that time but I really think he's got the wrong idea about us." Carla said and then she turned directly to Michelle "This is your fault"

"Me?" Michelle exclaimed, "What did I do?"

"You made us play that stupid game, he weren't too bad before then."

"Oh Carla I really doubt he took a game of spin the bottle seriously." Michelle said shaking her head.

"Oh I think he did, he always manages to slip the little kiss into the conversation and you should see the way he looks at Carla" Alya said, Carla nodded at Michelle

"See" She said sipping her wine, relived that it seemed like Marc hadn't come to the party tonight. The four women soon began chatting about the Halloween costumes that they saw around them but Carla's attention was definitely not on the conversation they were all having. She soon began gazing around the pub again, as if she was looking for someone. Leanne smirked at Michelle, who rolled her eyes back both of them knowing exactly who Carla was looking for.

"I can't wait to see Si, He's been getting ready with Peter for ages now." Leanne said, deliberately drawing Carla's attention back into the conversation.

"Why? What are they dressing up as?" she asked, Leanne smirked and nodded towards the door.

"Why don't ya see for yourself." She said, Carla turned around to find Peter and Simon entering the pub.

They were both in identical vampire costumes. Black capes, black trousers and white shirts with fake blood on it. The only difference between their costumes was that Simon had gone a little overboard with the fake blood so the majority of his white shirt was stained bright red where as Peter's just had a trickle of blood by the collar.

"Damn..." Carla whispered to herself as Peter and Simon walked over to the bar where Tracy and Amy were stood.

"Wow they look so cool." Alya said, Leanne got up from their table and walked over to Simon and Peter leaving Michelle and Alya with a wide-eyed Carla. She was still staring at Peter, transfixed. Michelle and Alya grinned at each other and it was a while before Carla turned back around in her seat

"Alright Car?" Michelle asked amused

"It's… not weird that I find Peter insanely sexy in that get up right?" Carla said unashamedly. Michelle smiled at her excitedly

"He does look good. I'm not gonna lie." Alya said also watching Peter as he laughed about something with Leanne.

"Good?" Carla said, thinking good was an understatement and turning back around to take another long and lustful look at Peter. There was a moment of silence between the three women, which was broken by Alya.

"Wow… Is this what happens when the notorious ice queen that is Carla Connor fancies someone?" Alya asked with a grin, not used to seeing her boss like this.

"Yep and trust me, you ain't seen nothing yet." Michelle said, "Earth to Carla…" Alya and Michelle both giggled, as Carla hadn't even heard her name being called.

Peter who was proudly showing off him and Simon's matching costumes to various people, had no idea just how much he was being watched, He bared his teeth at his sister as Carla continued to stare over at him.

"How long d'ya reckon she's gonna sit there and stare like that?" Alya asked

"Oh this is Carla, one thing she is definitely an expert at is perving on Peter Barlow… She's had years of practice after all." Michelle said picking up one of the fake spiders that was on the table and throwing it at Carla so that she could get her attention.

"Oi" Carla said, finally coming back down to earth and turning to look at Michelle "What was that for?"

"That…" Michelle said "was to get you to stop staring over there, I mean you're practically drooling my friend."

"I am not!" Carla cried picking up the spider that had been thrown at her and returning it to Michelle by chucking it back. She was finding it hard to keep from turning back around and looking at Peter again.

"So are you in to the whole vampire thing then Carla?" Alya asked, meaning it to be a serious question but Michelle scoffed.

"Not one little bit… although…" Carla said with a smirk "Peter could bite my neck any day of the week." She then picked up her glass and downed the rest of her drink, hoping it would calm her down a little bit. Michelle and Alya both giggled again at Carla's comment as she turned back to watch Peter, as if she was hypnotised by him.

"I reckon he'll do more than bite your neck if he catches you looking at him like that." Alya said with an eyebrow raised but Carla ignored her and continued in her trance. "Uh oh we've lost her again." Alya said nudging Michelle.

"She's hooked, honestly Alya take it from someone who has worked with the pair of em at the same flamin time, those two only have eyes for each other and the sooner they admit it the better."

"You worked with the both of them? Wow you're brave." Alya said with an eyebrow raised because even she could see that Carla and Peter probably found it hard to remain professional whilst in the office environment.

"Trust me it didn't last long Alya, I made sure I was out of there before too long… I mean used to worry about the strength of me desk." Michelle laughed

"Oh give over Michelle, You were out of there because you were being a right stroppy cow." Carla said turning around for a moment "and stop trying to make Alya think I'm some sort of Peter Barlow addict."

"Oh don't worry Carla, you're doing that all by your self." Michelle said laughing, surprised that Carla had actually managed to hear what her and Alya were talking about after all.

"So... When are you two gonna get back together?" Alya asked

"Right I'm gonna say this once and once only... Peter Francis Barlow is… a friend." Carla insisted although the way she had been looking at him was not in a friendly way.

"Whatever" Michelle said rolling her eyes "You and that man are not friends." She said and Alya giggled again.

"Ya know what Chelle, why don't you make yourself useful and get me another drink because I reckon your break is just about over." Carla held up her wine glass and waved it at Michelle.

"Oh no it's not, If you want another glass of wine, you ave to go over there n get it yourself." Michelle said knowing that Carla would have to go over to where Peter was standing to get it.

"You know you want to go over there, so you might as well do it sooner rather than later." Alya said rather brazenly to her boss. Leanne came back and sat down.

"Do what?" She asked intrigued

"Go over and talk to the vampire." Alya said "She's been mentally undressing him as we speak."

"Watch it you." Carla said to Alya with a look, trying to remind her that she was her boss.

"Oh go on Carla" Leanne sighed "He hasn't seen you yet and I wanna see his face when he does."

Carla tutted and stood up out of the chair she was sitting on. She was nervous but she was very good at putting on a front. She walked over to the bar confidently and casually, as if she wasn't dressed as a cat and approaching a man who was dressed as a very sexy vampire.

Peter almost chocked on his orange juice when he saw Carla. He wasn't expecting her to be dressed up at all but there she was standing there before him, looking truly irresistible in her cat costume.

"Well aren't you two a sight for sore eyes eh" Carla said leaning on the bar in front of them, Simon smiled at her showing her his false fangs.

"Hi Carla, you look nice." He said

"Awww thanks Si" She said putting an arm around him. She looked at Peter who put his empty glass down on the bar. Her green eyes were practically sparkling as she smiled at Peter bewitchingly. Simon soon spotted Asha and Ahdi as they walked into the pub with Mary, he looked at his Dad with a grin and then hurried over to the twins excitedly, to show them his costume.

"That's a very intimidating outfit you've got there Peter" Carla said with her head on one side, trying hard to ignore the feeling that she was definitely being watched by Leanne, Michelle and Alya.

"I was gonna say the same about you to be honest." Peter said looking her up and down for the second time.

"So how come you don't have any fangs then?" Carla asked, a little disappointed that Peter wasn't sporting the entire vampire look, He shrugged

"I did ave em, at first but they are incredibly hard to talk with." He said not taking his eyes of off Carla especially when she turned around to order another glass of wine. He looked her up and down for the third time and said "Honestly Carla you look…" He stopped talking, so Carla glanced at him. She saw the direction he was now looking in, he was honestly looking at the tail she had attached to the back of her dress but Carla raised an eyebrow and asked,

"Are you staring at my backside Peter Barlow?" She said it as if she was offended but she loved every single bit of attention that Peter was giving her and he knew it.

"I like your fluffy tail." He grinned as she turned her body so that she was facing him properly. "Now I'm not complaining or anything but a cat really… that's not exactly a scary costume is it?" Carla rolled her eyes at him

"Not this again…" She tutted "Ave you lot not heard about how crossing paths with a black cat is bad luck?"

"I ave indeed but me Dad reckons that in some cultures black cats are a good thing…" Peter began

"Does he now?" Carla rolled her heavily outlines eyes as Peter was obviously about to enlighten her on one of Ken's anecdotes.

"He sure does… In fact I think it were Pirates who used to think that if a black cat actually walks away from you then it's good luck." Peter smirked as Liz handed Carla her drink.

"Well in that case…" Carla turned away from him swiftly with her glass of wine in hand. She went back to where Michelle, Leanne and Alya were sitting, they were all looking at her with their eyes wide. Carla just shook her head and began on her drink.

"How'd it go?" Leanne asked as if they hadn't all been watching, Carla turned and looked back at Peter who was now chatting to Liz, it was almost as if he could tell she was watching because his eyes met hers instantly. He grinned at her wickedly and then turned his attention back to Liz. Carla licked her lips and turned back to her own friends. "Well…?" Leanne said to Carla, who had drunk a few wines by this point and felt brave enough to be honest about the situation for once.

"I want him so bad." Carla admitted Leanne and Alya both started laughing again but Michelle just smiled at hearing Carla finally admit it.

"Well it's about time." She said.

The evening continued to be a success as more and more people arrived, Michelle had gone back behind the bar eventually and after another little chat with Leanne and Alya. Carla had got up to stand at the bar with Michelle for a little while. Smoke gathered around her feet as she stood there and then she found herself chatting away to some of the factory lot and even posed for some silly pictures with them. She kept feeling her little black bag vibrate and she pulled out her phone, She looked down at it and there was a message from Marc that read

"Happy Halloween! I wish I was there to see your sexy little costume but alas I'm on another boring old business trip. I'll be back on Monday though so I'll see you then. Marc."

Carla tutted as she read the message and She was a little creeped out by it to be honest, especially since she hadn't heard from Marc at all today and had hoped that he had finally taken the hint. Carla didn't notice that someone was creeping up behind her until it was too late.

"Is Marc coming tonight then?" Carla jumped as that familiar voice spoke into her ear. She put her phone away quickly and turned around to face Peter, He was insanely close to her and it was making her feel incredibly frustrated, being stood so close to him without actually be able to touch him.

"Reading over my shoulder are we?" She said because it was a little convenient that Peter had mentioned Marc. He shook his head nonchalantly at her

"Nope, I just wondered if was going to have to warn him off whilst dressed as a vampire that's all. So…?" Peter said staring at Carla intently "Is he coming tonight?" She shook her head

"No."

"Good" Peter smirked and then he walked off just like that. Carla breathed out frustrated and went back over to the bar. Michelle had been watching the whole thing just shook her head at her best friend.

"He was looking at you like he wants to eat you Carla." She said

"Don't Chelle." Carla said breathing heavily. Michelle then handed her a plastic cup of something.

"Drink up"

"What's this?" Carla asked peering into the cup suspiciously, She realised it must have come from the glass bowl that Michelle was standing next to.

"It's that Halloween punch that Liz made." Michelle said " and It's on the house so go on… drink up." She said pouring some more into a cup. Carla sniffed the dark liquid gingerly and then took a sip, she recoiled instantly

"Woah" she cried "That is one strong drink, Is Liz trying to get every hammered?" Carla then took another sip all the same, Michelle laughed

"I know right, Me and Steve were sure it might have been spiked but Liz reckons that's what it's supposed to taste like."

Carla took another sip and then another and then another and within a few minutes it was gone. She put the cup back onto the bar and glanced around to room trying to find Peter again.

"D'ya want another one?" Michelle asked taking Carla's empty cup, Carla shook her head

"No ta." she said because she was beginning to feel slightly woozy and she wasn't sure being drunk at this particular party would be a very good idea.

Later on in the night whilst on her way out of the toilet, Carla saw Simon sitting on a chair typing away on his phone, He was smiling down at it as Carla sat down next to him.

"Ave you asked her out yet then?"

"Who?" Simon said although he was blushing and he knew that Carla knew about his not so little crush.

"You know who… Santana." Carla said Simon shook his head

"Not yet"

"Oh come on Si… Honestly what's wrong with you Barlow men eh? I mean what exactly are you waiting for?" Simon chuckled and looked over at his Dad who was stood with Tracy posing for pictures.

"D'ya still fancy me Dad?" Simon asked although he knew that Carla fully well did, She raised an eyebrow at Simon.

"I... might do…why?" She asked having to remind herself, that she was talking to a twelve year old and not one of her friends.

"You just keep staring at him that's all." Simon said

"So it is obvious then?" Carla asked with a light sigh, even his young son could see she was rediculously attracted to him.

"Don't worry, he still fancies you like mad too." Simon said

"Well that's good to know…" Carla said with a slight grin "Now then back to Santana..." Simon frowned at his failed attempt to get off the subject of Santana. "You told me you were gonna ask her out last time we spoke."

"I know I did but I just don't know how to go about it that's all, me Dad says I should just be honest but he's not exactly one to talk, I mean…" Simon trailed off as Peter came and sat down at the table with him and Carla.

"Am I interrupting again?" He asked because he seemed to have a habit of doing that. Simon and Carla both looked at each other and smirked "I'll take that as a yes." Peter said.

"Si was just telling me that you reckon he should just be honest with Santana." Carla said her eyes focusing on Peter who nodded

"I did indeed."

"Yeah well it's not that easy Dad, I mean she's so beautiful and I'm just… me." Simon said making Carla's heart melt. Peter shook his head

"What are you on about Si, You're devastatingly handsome, just like your old man… aint that right Carla."

"Old is the word." Carla joked Simon laughed along with her, Peter tried to frown but the sight of his son and Carla bonding so well always made him smile with joy.

"I wish I had your confidence Dad." Simon said "I'm okay when me and Santana are hanging out as mates n stuff but I always get nervous when I think about asking her out, it's like I get butterflies or something."

"That's totally normal Si but seriously from what you've told me about this girl, it really does sound like she likes you too, so I reckon that you should just go for it, I mean the worst she could say is No." Peter said

"Yeah but then I would be dead embarrassed and It would be well awkward… It would probably ruin our friendship and I really don't want that to happen, She's well special Dad." Simon said making Carla's heart melt all over again

"Awwww how cute is this kid?" She said to Peter, leaning over and ruffling his hair, this was an action that coming from someone else, Simon normally hated but somehow always allowed Carla to do it. "He's a right chip off the OLD block." Carla grinned poking Peter as she said old. Simon started laughing again leading Peter to shake his head.

"Y'know I'm starting to not like hanging out with the two of you, I mean it always ends up with you both ganging up on me." Peter wasn't being serious of course and the three of them ended up staying sat together until Michelle had eventually dragged managed to drag Carla away from them.

Eventually all the children who were allowed at the party began to leave as it was getting really late. Leanne took Amy and Simon back to hers, much to their disappointment and Mary had taken Asha and Aadi home ages ago. Carla who had been dancing with Michelle had decided it was probably a good idea to pace her self with the drinking and shook her head as Liz offered her another cup of punch.

She wasn't drunk. She'd only had a few glasses of wine and then a couple cups of the punch and Carla knew she was in total control of everything... except when it came to Peter. It was almost as if she was drunk on him, every time they spoke, every lingering look made her feel more and more weak. She eventually took her self out back to get some fresh air and was thankful to see that there was no one out there smoking.

Carla took in a few deep breaths then exhaled slowly and she was almost beginning to get her senses back when he suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Peter." she jumped at the sight of him. He didn't say anything to her. Instead he just lit a cigarette and began to smoke it. She watched him, her heart pounding. She stood there trying not to look at him as he smoked, She almost went back inside so she didn't have to endure the sight of him smoking but her legs just wouldn't take her towards the door. When Peter finally reached the end of the cigarette, Carla sighed heavily with relief. He put the butt into the bin and turned back to look at Carla, he licked his lips slightly.

"I've still quit smoking." he said, Carla raised an eyebrow at him, It was very cold outside but she beginning to feel incredibly hot as he stood there before her.

"Well you could have fooled me." she said, on the outside remaining cool but practically trembling on the inside.

"That was me last one..." he said he eyes staring deeply into hers "I reckon I should find something else to suck on." he said moving behind her. Carla swallowed nervously as he moved her long hair off of her right shoulder and round to the other side leaving one side of her neck bare.

"Are you scared?" He asked his husky voice sending a chill up her spine, He was way too close to her now, his body was pressed up against hers and she was struggling to keep her cool.

"I'm… terrified." she managed to get out and then she gasped as she felt his teeth sink into her neck. He bit her ever so gently, with one arm around her waist and the other in her hair as he started tenderly kissing her neck.

Carla was totally helpless by this point and the feeling of Peter's hot lips against her cold skin felt so incredible that she just closed her eyes and let it all just happen.

Peter wasn't too sure how Carla would react at first but as she leant against him clutching on to the arm that was around her waist, he had guessed that she was enjoying it. Her nails dug right into his arm and every so often she would let out a deep moan, it was so enchanting that it was all Peter could do not to turn her around and kiss her roughly. He didn't want to take things too far because he had really been enjoying having Carla back as his best friend and he didn't want to do anything to jeopardise that.

It was only because he could blame it on it being Halloween that he even had the guts to go this far with her.

He eventually stopped kissing her and began sucking her on neck instead, Carla was all too aware of what he was doing and although she was sure she would regret it in the morning, She let him continue to overpower her especially when he increased the pressure of his lips on her neck.

Neither one of them was too sure just how long they were stood there for but Peter soon stopped sucking on her sensitive skin and started softly kissing her neck again. When he was done he moved her hair back to where it had previously had been. She opened her eyes as he backed away from her slightly. He was breathing deeply now and as Carla tried to catch her own breath. She turned around to face him, slightly disorientated as he began walking away from her.

"Oh I don't think so Peter." she gasped grabbing a part of his black cape. She tugged on it, forcing him to come back to her.

"What?" He said casually as if he hadn't just had his lips pressed against her neck, She grinned at him and pushed him towards the wall behind them

"What was that?" She said her head on one side, He shrugged with a smug look on his face.

"I've wanted to do that all night long." he said putting his hand up to her hair and moving a piece of it so it wasn't hanging in her face so much.

"Oh did you now?" Carla said

"Don't worry we're still… friends" he said adding air quotes to the word friends, Carla looked at him with an eyebrow raised.

"And you do that to all your friends do ya? Am I gonna see a Steve come out ere next for his turn?" Carla asked jokingly but Peter shook his head slowly at her.

"Only you" he said Carla laughed a little and looked down at the ground

"I'm not happy with you at all Peter Barlow" she said but she was grinning so much that he refused to take her seriously "Don't look at me like that" She said after eventually looking back up at him. "You can't just do that to me and then walk away." Peter put an arm around Carla's waist again and pulled her towards him

"Do you have any idea how mind blowing you look?" He asked running his hand down her back and letting it rest on the small of her spine. Carla took a deep breath in and then out as she pushed her self up against Peter a little.

"Flattery will get you nowhere Peter, you crossed the line." She said as firmly as she could, Her voice and her eyes were saying two different things as they stood there in the cold October weather, their bodies pressed up against each other.

"Carla" Peter said and he shivered as he felt her move against him again, She had a hand rested on his chest and was toying around with one of the buttons on his shirt.

"Yes" She breathed taking extreme pleasure from the fact that Peter was obviously losing control on the situation. She bit down on her bottom lip as he bent his head towards hers, he stopped before he reached her lips, wanting her to go the rest of the way.

"Do it… you know you want to." he whispered

"Do… what?" Carla asked closing her eyes because there was no way she was going to be the one to make the first move. Peter was just about to close the space in between their heads when they both heard someone come outside. Peter sighed and rolled his eyes dramatically before he looked over at the door

"Uh oh am I interrupting something?" Steve said awkwardly, clutching a lighter and a packet of cigarettes, He took a look at Peter whose arm was still around Carla's waist. She looked as if she wanted to kill Steve as Peter removed his arm and grinned

"No. Not at all" He said "Me and Carla were just hugging for warmth." Carla sighed frustratedly and flounced back inside leaving Peter and Steve outback.

It was going to be a very long night.