"I'm standing in front of Enrique's Auto Body, doing deep-breathing exercises to keep from being nervous. Enrique's Camry is nowhere in sight, so I know Alex is alone. I'm going to seduce Alex. If what I'm wearing doesn't capture his attention, nothing will. I'm giving this my all...bringing out all the artillery. I rap on the door, then close my eyes tight and pray this goes as planned. I open my long, silver satin jacket and the cool night air rushes onto my exposed skin. When the creak of the door alerts me to Alex's presence, I slowly open my eyes. But it's not Alex's black eyes staring at my scantily clad body. It's Enrique--who's staring at my pink lace bra and pom-pom skirt as if he's won the lottery. Ripped with embarrassment, I wrap my coat around myself. If I could wrap it around twice, I would. "Uh, Alex," Enrique laughs. "There's a trick-or-treater here to see you." --