She holds my gaze for a few seconds, then looks back at her brothers. “On the list for next year. Thanks, Carver.”
“I didn’t name her because of her outfit,” Carver says.
Ginny shrugs and takes another bite of stuffing.
“Oompa Loompa,” Jefferson says.
“Excuse me?” Ginny asks.
“That’s what you should go as next year.”
“Every year,” Carver says.
“Or like that one year she went as Cookie Monster. She could do that again,” Graham says. “That costume was definitely not form fitting. And blue and fuzzy totally works.”
“I was four!” Ginny says.
“It was so cute,” Adrianne says.
“It really was cute,” Harlow says. “I remember that one.”
“I remember that it was hot as hell,” Ginny says. “Of course,thatyear it was like eighty on Halloween.”
“I thought you wanted a hot costume,” Jefferson says, then grins as if he finds himself hilarious.
Harlow shakes her head. “It’s a good thing you’re cute,” she tells her fiancé. Then she kisses him.
“I like the botanist who hates humanity myself,” Mason says.
Ginny grins at him. “Thanks, Dad.”
“I’ll show you the outfit,” Carver says. “You’ll change your mind.”
“You’re so sweet and protective of your baby sister,” Kaelyn says, patting Carver’s arm. Then she rolls her eyes at Ginny.
Ginny snorts.
“You think I’ve never seen a movie?” Mason asks.
“You’ve seen a movie with Poison Ivy in it?” Carver asks, skeptically.
“I swear you kids think I live under a rock,” Mason says.
Which, I note, isn’t actually an answer to the question.
I catch Ginny’s eye. She gives me a wink that makes my dick twitch.
I’m going to guess that means that Mason has not, actually, seen a movie with Poison Ivy, or possibly any other comic book character, in it. But he’s backing up his daughter. I like Mason.
Hell, I like them all.
“Youcould totally pull off Poison Ivy,” Jefferson says to Harlow.
“Sure, I could. I look great in green and can for sure pull off righteous anger bordering on murderous insanity.”
Jefferson nods. “Like I said.”
Harlow laughs. “But I’d rather be Catwoman.”
