Breathless | Colby Brock ✔️

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In the middle of October, Gwen came down with the flu.

Colby came over immediately with Gatorade and chicken noodle soup, staying up the entire night with us while she puked her brains out. I was cautious, knowing that I couldn't afford to miss a week of classes and work if I caught the same virus.

I tip-toed around her for the entire week she was sick, feeling guilty for avoiding her. But classes were hard enough already, and missing that many classes would fuck me over big time.

"A friend of mine is throwing a Halloween party next weekend. You wanna come?" Colby asked on Wednesday, the third day of Gwen's plague. I wasn't sure how much longer she would be sick, so we hid out in my room for the majority of the time.

"Halloween is my favorite holiday, of course I wanna come," I scoffed, hitting him playfully. "Should we do a couple's costume or something?"

"Obviously." He rolled his eyes.

"Any ideas?"

"Not a single one."

We spent the better part of an hour searching through pictures on our phones, making a list of potential candidates.

"How about Grease? Like, Sandy and Danny. That would be cute." I suggested.

"That's way too basic."

I tapped my finger on my chin, giving him a mischievous look. "That's a shame. You look so sexy with your hair pushed back. I've always wanted to sleep with a Greaser."

"On second thought, I can definitely work with that."

We planned it out a bit more, which was fun. Usually Gwen and I coordinated costumes for Halloween, so this was my first time venturing a little outside the box. I even tried on a few of the pieces in my closet, modeling them for Colby.

"Get your cute ass over here," He ordered, grinning at me.

"Yes, sir." I walked slowly back over to the bed, leaning over to give him a long, sweet kiss.

He grabbed my by the waist, pulling me down onto the mattress with him and peppering my body with kisses.

I was never going to get tired of this.

*****

The night of the Halloween party couldn't have come soon enough. Gwen had finally recovered the weekend before after a trip to the doctor, and she was pissed that we weren't matching costumes this year. Ultimately, she ended up inviting Sara, and they were planning something of their own.

"Babe? You almost ready to go?" Colby's voice was muffled by my door. I guessed he had let himself into the apartment, as Gwen was getting ready at Sara's place. Colby and I had yet to see each other's full costumes, and I was itching to see him in that classic leather jacket.

I finished off my red lipstick and checked my outfit one last time in the mirror. I had gone with end-of-movie Sandy, with the tight black body suit and big curly hair. It was an iconic look.

I opened the door to Colby, almost gasping in surprise. He had on a pair of tight black jeans with the classic white t-shirt and leather jacket, and his hair was pushed back off his face. I always loved when he did that. There was even a pack of candy cigarettes in his pocket, and one hung from his lips.

He grinned when he saw me, pulling the candy from his mouth and looking me up and down with an appreciate stare. "Damn. I'm really glad I agreed to this."

"You don't look so bad yourself," I said, giving him the tiniest peck on his lips. This lipstick was going to be the death of me - all I wanted was to kiss this man like we were high school lovers.