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few days?”
Tori was staring at him as if he was insane.
Who the hell was this man?
Certainly, it wasn’t her ghost-hating husband. She had to be asleep.
“Yes. I. Can.”
“Good.”
Tori touched his forehead. “Are you feeling okay?” she asked. “Did you hit your head?”
He didn’t reply.
Instead, he continued on, “Bethany, are you creeping around too?”
He was pinched on the ass.
“I’ll take that as a yes and don’t do it again.”
Tori heard the laughter in her head.
“We’re taking a little trip, and you both have a job to do. If you’re going to call my wife home, then you’re going to earn your keep.”
There was one knock signally that she was onboard.
“Tori is going to encounter shit on this case. I don’t doubt it for a second. Your jobs are to act as a buffer between her and what is potentially coming. I want her protected at all costs. Am I clear?”
She stared openmouthed. “Did you just get me two undead babysitters?”
He grinned. “Yes, yes, I did.”
The curtains wavered and there was one solid knock.
It looked like Bethany was onboard with the plan.
“Trey? Are you up for protecting your sister and leaving Nyx behind for a couple days?”
The radio channels flipped.
“Can. I. Drive?”
“Holy shit! Let’s not get crazy. I didn’t even know that was an option, and it scares the shit out of me! You can never drive! We don’t need that showing up in the tabloids.”
“I. Can. Follow. Tori. As. Long. As. You. Want.”
He was good with that. “When life hands you lemons, make lemonade,” he said. “I don’t like the spooks, but if we’re playing house with them, they can be present and accounted for in our lives.”
He felt Bethany’s hand in his back pocket.
“Uh, your spook is feeling me up. She’s playing grab-ass, and you’re the only one she listens to.”
“Bethany!”
It stopped.
“Feel better?” she asked.
He laughed maniacally. Nothing about this, other than staying home and skipping it, was going to make him feel good. The whole thing was insane, and he knew it.
His gut was screaming, and that was a bad sign.
They were heading right into a mess of global proportions, and he was helpless to stop it.
“Yeah, I feel great. You, me, and our ghosties make four. We’ll be quite the crazy team. Fortunately, the school is empty, and no one will look at us like we’re nutty.”
She grinned. “We have a plane to catch.”
He looked around the room. “Trey, don’t crash that plane by screwing with the gadgets in the cockpit! Bethany, no molesting anyone! Do you both hear me?”
It was worse than traveling with kids.
There was laughter from the undead all around him.
Of course, they heard him.
It just didn’t mean they planned on listening.
At all.
* * * L i t t l e m o o n * * *
Haven
Remington Academy
Front Gate
Well, he was back in hell.
When they got off the plane, neither spoke. Roman had wanted to rent a car, but Matilda’s was at the airport. So, in the spirit of trying to figure out the mess he’d made, he let her drive.
He had to laugh when they approached the car, and she unlocked the doors. It was a vintage Mustang, and the car of his dreams. It was a sick blue color that made his heart skip in his chest. If he were picking a car, and a color, this would have been it.
When he told her how awesome it was, she just nodded.
Yeah, this was bad.
She wasn’t talking to him. In the man-woman arena, that was never a good sign.
NEVER .
Now that they were at the school, he wanted to beg her to say something. Roman wanted her to tell him why she never said a word to him.
Had he known the truth…?
What?
What would he have actually done?
He’d dated Devora for a whole year before she died. He’d lost his virginity with her, and she the same. Now at nearly twenty-nine,
Tori was staring at him as if he was insane.
Who the hell was this man?
Certainly, it wasn’t her ghost-hating husband. She had to be asleep.
“Yes. I. Can.”
“Good.”
Tori touched his forehead. “Are you feeling okay?” she asked. “Did you hit your head?”
He didn’t reply.
Instead, he continued on, “Bethany, are you creeping around too?”
He was pinched on the ass.
“I’ll take that as a yes and don’t do it again.”
Tori heard the laughter in her head.
“We’re taking a little trip, and you both have a job to do. If you’re going to call my wife home, then you’re going to earn your keep.”
There was one knock signally that she was onboard.
“Tori is going to encounter shit on this case. I don’t doubt it for a second. Your jobs are to act as a buffer between her and what is potentially coming. I want her protected at all costs. Am I clear?”
She stared openmouthed. “Did you just get me two undead babysitters?”
He grinned. “Yes, yes, I did.”
The curtains wavered and there was one solid knock.
It looked like Bethany was onboard with the plan.
“Trey? Are you up for protecting your sister and leaving Nyx behind for a couple days?”
The radio channels flipped.
“Can. I. Drive?”
“Holy shit! Let’s not get crazy. I didn’t even know that was an option, and it scares the shit out of me! You can never drive! We don’t need that showing up in the tabloids.”
“I. Can. Follow. Tori. As. Long. As. You. Want.”
He was good with that. “When life hands you lemons, make lemonade,” he said. “I don’t like the spooks, but if we’re playing house with them, they can be present and accounted for in our lives.”
He felt Bethany’s hand in his back pocket.
“Uh, your spook is feeling me up. She’s playing grab-ass, and you’re the only one she listens to.”
“Bethany!”
It stopped.
“Feel better?” she asked.
He laughed maniacally. Nothing about this, other than staying home and skipping it, was going to make him feel good. The whole thing was insane, and he knew it.
His gut was screaming, and that was a bad sign.
They were heading right into a mess of global proportions, and he was helpless to stop it.
“Yeah, I feel great. You, me, and our ghosties make four. We’ll be quite the crazy team. Fortunately, the school is empty, and no one will look at us like we’re nutty.”
She grinned. “We have a plane to catch.”
He looked around the room. “Trey, don’t crash that plane by screwing with the gadgets in the cockpit! Bethany, no molesting anyone! Do you both hear me?”
It was worse than traveling with kids.
There was laughter from the undead all around him.
Of course, they heard him.
It just didn’t mean they planned on listening.
At all.
* * * L i t t l e m o o n * * *
Haven
Remington Academy
Front Gate
Well, he was back in hell.
When they got off the plane, neither spoke. Roman had wanted to rent a car, but Matilda’s was at the airport. So, in the spirit of trying to figure out the mess he’d made, he let her drive.
He had to laugh when they approached the car, and she unlocked the doors. It was a vintage Mustang, and the car of his dreams. It was a sick blue color that made his heart skip in his chest. If he were picking a car, and a color, this would have been it.
When he told her how awesome it was, she just nodded.
Yeah, this was bad.
She wasn’t talking to him. In the man-woman arena, that was never a good sign.
NEVER .
Now that they were at the school, he wanted to beg her to say something. Roman wanted her to tell him why she never said a word to him.
Had he known the truth…?
What?
What would he have actually done?
He’d dated Devora for a whole year before she died. He’d lost his virginity with her, and she the same. Now at nearly twenty-nine,
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