A Ghost of an Affair by Ellen March

Author:Ellen March
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ghost, hea, seance, ouija board, alpha male
Publisher: Fanny Press
Published: 2014-09-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Grace clung to his hand, listening to the silence, straining to catch a sound and almost afraid to breathe. “What’s happened?”

“She’s gone. Didn’t you see her in the TV?”

“No, it was the usual channel. Why, what do you mean?”

“Never mind.” He pulled her over to stand in front of him, tilting her head back, his finger snuck under her chin. “Promise me you won’t mess with that Ouija board again.”

Grace nodded. He wasn’t getting an argument on that one.

Amy snuck out from behind the settee; a sheen of perspiration glazed her face and she was still breathing rapidly. “I can’t believe what just happened.” She swiped at an errant strand of hair with a trembling hand.

“Neither can I.” Grace glanced up at him. “Shit, Breece, you really know how to pick them.”

“Shut the hell up. She could have seriously injured you. That was her intention.”

“You think I don’t know that?” She pulled her hand from his and crossed to Amy. “Don’t ever fetch that over here again.”

“I don’t intend to.” She grimaced at the case that held the board. “This is getting packed away. Speaking of which, think I’d better make a move.” She glanced around the room. “Lucky Breece was here to protect you. I guess he was standing in front of you?”

Grace nodded. A whole gamut of emotions raced through her—gratitude, fear, guilt, shame and one other.

“Well, I’ve had my fill of the other side for one night. Mind if I ring for a taxi?” Amy was already dialling off the landline. “Five minutes, okay?” She sat down to wait. “You back at work on Monday?”

Grace joined her. Breece leaned against the wall, deep in thought. He still couldn’t believe Chelsea had been the one to run him down, and he was still in shock at what he’d witnessed.

“Got to be there. Sage has booked an appointment with the shrink.”

“He hasn’t!” Amy slapped a hand over her mouth and tried to suppress a giggle. It slipped out anyway.

“Yep, first thing in the morning. He thinks I’m nuts, thanks to a certain person.” Tossing a glare at Breece. She was still smarting over his extreme reaction at the supermarket and how obnoxious he’d been when Amy had first arrived. She concluded he was a stubborn, insensitive bastard. Then dropped the “insensitive”; “opinionated” was a more apt description.

A loud toot rang out. “Think that’s your taxi.” Grace walked Amy to the door and gave her a swift kiss on the cheek. “See you Monday! Sage is over tomorrow.”

Shit, she thought, it was like a bloody turnstile—one in, one out. She prayed Breece would behave and not cause problems. Closing the door, she gave a short shake of her head. That would be asking for a miracle.

She tilted her head. He looked troubled, and he hadn’t moved from his spot. “Okay, spit it out. What’s wrong?”

Breece glanced up, looking startled. He had been miles away. His thoughts centred on Chelsea, what he’d done to cause such jealously, to provoke such a reaction.

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