Billionaire's Escort

“Hey, if you're not doing anything, some buddies and I are heading to that haunted house for a good scare. Why don't you come with us?”

“Oh really? Wow, no, you assume I enjoy having the shit scared out of me, but I don't.”

He laughed. “It'll be fun. You're not the only one who will get scared.” He winked at me, and I found it charming.

“I'm tired, Jet. I just want to go chill out.”

“No, that's a terrible idea. You can sleep when you're dead. Come on, it will be fun. Trust me.”

“Oh, I definitely don't trust you, Jet,” I whispered.

He chuckled. “Please? Don't make me beg. I will get you home promptly after that, I promise.”

I paused, thinking about it. I couldn't seem to shake this guy, no matter what I did. It wasn't like it was a date; in fact, his buddies were going to be there, so what was the big deal if I went? It's not like I was encouraging advances from Jet. We were just friends, and I was no different than the buddies he was going with ... okay, maybe a little different.

I hoped Kyle wouldn't be there, though. I got the idea that he didn't like me much. Considering he had been around on more than one occasion when Jet and I had slept together and seen me naked, I think we’d met our quota on how much time we should be around each other.

“Okay, I guess it won't hurt. But if I pee my pants, you are in big trouble.”

“Right back at you.”

I giggled as I followed him off campus.

We walked to Jet's car on the other side of the lot, where Kyle was already waiting. I groaned inwardly, as I had hoped I would not run in to him anytime in the near future. By the look on his face, he didn't seem too impressed to see me.

“Hey, Jet, what's going on?”

“Natalie here decided to join us at the haunted house.”

“Ahh, cool. Hi,” he said to me.

“Hi, Kyle, nice seeing you again.”

He nodded while he looked down at his shoes.

“So, are we meeting everyone else there?”

Kyle looked up. “Yeah, they are meeting us.”

I looked at Jet. “Am I the only girl going, because I don't want to intrude.”

Jet laughed. “Don't be silly. It's a haunted house; you aren't intruding. But to answer your question, no, you aren't the only girl. I think one of the guys is bringing his girlfriend, and there are a few girls from the gym going. So, no big deal, right?”

I nodded, and we all piled into the car, Kyle allowing me to have shotgun privileges. I sat in the seat and put my purse at my feet. I started fiddling with the radio station until I was able to find some tunes we all liked. It wasn't a very long drive, as the haunted house was downtown, which was close to school.

When we arrived, Jet found parking, but it was evident the area was very busy. We climbed out of the car and saw his friends in a large group. There were some surprised looks on some of his friends’ faces, especially the girls, when Jet walked up to them with me in tow. Kyle circled us and went to talk to one of the gym girls.

“Hey guys, this is Natalie; she decided to join us tonight.”

Everyone said hi to me, and Jet introduced everyone by name so I would know who was who. There were so many of them that I was sure I would lose all the names anyway.

We all headed to the ticket stand and bought tickets for the scare house. Jet offered to pay for mine, and I allowed him to. We then headed to the haunted house.

It was an imposing structure, much larger than you would anticipate a mobile unit to be. Although it was imposing from the outside, it looked smaller outside than it did on the inside. The front of the structure was decorated in blacks, whites, and reds. The red depicted blood and slaughter, and the drawings were that of madmen, skulls, witches, and spiders. Although they were harmless drawings, the whole scene completely creeped me out, but I guess that was the purpose of it.

“Hey, beautiful, are you okay?” he said it lightly, with humor in his tone.

I looked over at him and smiled. “Don't start with me, Jet.”