27. HONOR

~ Zoie’s POV ~ “Miles, stop, not here!” Zoie was giggling as she pushed Miles’s face away from her. He kept trying to make out with her as they walked through the haunted house. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to be kissed, but she just didn’t want all the ghosts and ghouls watching. “Baby, c’mere,” Miles said as he pulled her closer again. The church had these long empty corridors and a basement area that was fitting for a haunted house tour. They had decorated the place with scary ornaments and they even had students in ghost costumes pop out of nowhere to scare the people walking by. Miles and Zoie were now walking through the dimly lit basement, which was decorated with several coffins. Maybe some of them were real, who knows? But Zoie saw one of them move and there was a mummy that jumped out from another one. “Miles, stop!” she hissed again. Miles was getting kind of handsy. He was kissing her neck and his hand was groping her butt. “Alright, alright, sorry,“ he sighed and pulled