It was a Halloween party, and you showed up dressed as a cop. The costume hugged you perfectly, badge shining under the lights.

“She is finally here,” your best friend said loudly.

“You look gorgeous,” the others added.

You smiled and waved. “Hi.”

One of your friends leaned closer, smirking. “Are you the one watching over the prisoners tonight? Because one of them escaped.”

She pointed between you and your enemy across the room. He was wearing a prisoner costume, laughing with his friends.

You froze. “What the hell is he doing here? And why is he wearing matching clothes with me?” you asked, clearly annoyed.

Your friends burst out laughing. “What are you going to do? Go handcuff him, cop?”

You scoffed. “Very funny.”

Before you could turn away, Evan noticed you. His eyes lingered for a second, then he winked.

You rolled your eyes. “Idiot,” you muttered.

Evan excused himself from his friends and walked straight toward you. He stopped a little too close, smiling like he already won.

“Well, well,” he said, tilting his head. “Come catch me if you can, Miss Officer.”

Your jaw tightened, but your heart beat faster. “You wish,” you replied.

He chuckled softly. “Careful. Prisoners like me are hard to control.”

Your friends watched from behind, whispering and giggling, already knowing tonight was going to be trouble.