Page 1 of Wicked Delivery

Chapter 1

Lexi

“Have a good time,and remember, if someone offers you something and you don’t know what’s in it—”

“Then, don’t drink it. Mom, this isn’t my first Halloween party. Cut me a break.”

I watched my son roll his eyes at me. He was right; this wasn’t his first party. However, it was the first one where parents would not be supervising, and considering I had gotten pregnant with him when I was seventeen, I knew just how teenagers with no supervision could act.

“Just… stay out of trouble and have fun.” I walked over and kissed him on the cheek, which he promptly tried to brush off.

Ahh, just you wait. One day, you’ll be glad I was an overly involved mom because mine sure didn’t care about what I was doing or who I was doing it with.

I watched as my son slung his backpack over his shoulder and grabbed his costume. He was going over to his friend’s place early to help finish setting up, and he was going to change into his punk rocker outfit there. He’d tried to take my priceless, dark purple Gibson Custom Les Paul electric guitar with him, butthere was no way I was letting one of my most prized items leave this house without me watching it every second. He’d settled for an old pair of drumsticks I had lying around in the garage from my old drum set I had sold years ago to buy him some new clothes for school.

I sighed. Being a single mom wasn’t as easy as some people thought, especially on the financial side. Ever tried to feed a teenage boy? I swore I’d spent three hundred dollars on groceries alone every week this past year. I was just glad my second job was part-time and remote so I could still be at home with my kid in the evenings.

“Catch you later, Mom.”

And with that, he was out the door. His friend was waiting in his pickup truck at the curb, and after tossing his stuff into the bed, he jumped in, and down the street they went.

I’d never liked the sound of an empty house, but tonight, I’d make an exception. I hadn’t even gotten candy for kids this year since my son would not be home. I flicked my porch light off, just to be extra safe.

“Let’s see… time to decide which movies I’m going to binge tonight.”

I sat down on my large gray leather couch, tugging a soft throw blanket onto my lap as I browsed what scary movies were on the different cable channels tonight. I picked my favorite and clicked on the channel as I settled in. It was still early in the afternoon, but this was the perfect day for a Scream movie marathon, and I loved me some masked men. I always thought there was something erotic about not knowing what a man looked like. And it probably didn’t help that my son’s father and I had hooked up on Halloween all those years ago when he was dressed as Jason Voorhees. I rubbed my thighs together as I felt myself get aroused, just remembering that night.

Gosh, Lexi, you really need to date again soon. You’re getting turned on from thinking about your loser ex-boyfriend who knocked you up and completely threw away any responsibility for his child by moving states away. Might be time to give that app another try…

I shifted on the couch when it started getting toward the climax of the movie, dipping my hand below the hem of my pajama pants. I took two fingers and rubbed them slowly on either side of my clit. I moaned softly under my breath.

Damn, I should make sure my toy is charged.

I regretfully stopped rubbing myself and got up from the couch to walk down the hall into my room. I dug around the back of my pajama drawer and grabbed my vibrator and its charging cable. Then, I walked back into the living room, plugging it in near the side table before settling back down on the couch.

There. Now, maybe in an hour, it’ll be ready, and I can have a little more fun tonight.

Time moved on, and I kept enjoying all the jump-scare moments I knew were about to happen as I watched my movie, only pausing to close the blinds in the large living room bay window. It was getting darker, and the weather looked like it was turning. Hopefully, my kid’s Halloween party won’t get cut short because of this weather. I really needed tonight to myself. As much as I loved him, any night I had alone was a welcome break in my normal routine of being a responsible parent.

On my way back to my couch, I reached down to check the charge on my vibrator, and I groaned as I noticed the charger wasn’t plugged in all the way. It had been sitting here for about an hour and a half, and instead of being fully charged, it was still dead as hell.

“Dammit. Way to go, Lexi. Let’s make sure the light goesonthis time, shall we?” I muttered under my breath as I jammedthe plug into the vibrator, double checking that the charge light came on before setting it back down.

I sat down and tucked the blanket back over my lap, clicking play on my show.

No sense in being that annoyed. Just relax, and maybe in the future, buy a nice plug-in vibrator.

Chapter 2

Kain

“Kain! Hurry the fuckup. We’ve already got three orders ready to go, and a big one just got called in!”

“Fucking heard you,” I said to my reflection as I put the last lines of white paint on my face. I turned my face side to side before nodding, happy enough with how tonight’s skull look had turned out. I zipped up my black leather jacket before leaving the employee bathroom and heading into the kitchen of Ghouls Pizza.

My boss, Jared, was running around, pushing pizza boxes into delivery bags. I groaned as I saw where each one was going. One was completely across town from the other two. I grabbed the bags and made for the back door.

“Hey, Kain! Don’t take longer than thirty with those! When you get back, I need you to run an order for ten pizzas to the suburbs,” Jared yelled back at me as I used my boot to shove open the door.