Ghostly Liaison by Stacy McKitrick

Author:Stacy McKitrick
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery, Me, Bite, Sunny, vampire, Stacy, romance, Yours, McKitrick, Ghosts, 978-1-61650-637-7, My, I'm, Thriller, Paranormal
Published: 2015-02-07T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Carl knows. Carl knows. Those two words kept swimming in her head. Her vision wavered and Rob’s voice sounded a great distance away, even though he stood right beside her.

“Bridget! What’s the matter?” He grabbed her arms. “Damn, you’re burning up. Let’s get you inside.”

Carl had been there, which meant he’d heard her call out for Nick. Did that mean he was coming for her next? Well, duh!

She shivered and it had nothing to do with the blast of air conditioning that hit her as they entered the house. How did she get here?

“Bridget, did you bring a change of clothing?”

Clothing? Why did that matter? “No.” She grabbed onto Rob. “We have to leave.”

“You’re in no shape to go anywhere.”

“What’s the matter?”

Kate’s voice also sounded distant. Why did everyone sound as if they were speaking underwater? And why was it so bright?

“I think the heat’s gotten to her,” Rob said. “Do you have something cooler she can wear?”

“I don’t need to change. We have to go. I have to talk to Nick.”

“Nick? Who’s Nick?” Kate asked.

“Bridget, honey.” Rob turned her head toward him. “You’re not making any sense.”

“Take her upstairs to the guest room, first door on the right. I’ll be right there.”

Bridget grabbed his arms. “Rob, please. We have to go. I have to talk to him.”

“After we’ve cooled you down.”

“No!” She ran for the front door, but he caught her around the waist. She pushed against his chest to no avail. He scooped her up and carried her up the stairs.

Feeling defeated, she gave up. She still had time. Carl wouldn’t come after her here. Not with Rob around. Right?

He carried her into a cheery room. Flowery wallpaper matched a flowery comforter in colors of pink and purple. Too bad it did nothing for the fear that addled her brain and raced down her spine. He sat her on the end of the bed and knelt before her.

Worry lines marred his face and she ran her fingers over them, hoping to smooth the wrinkles away. “Oh God. I’m so sorry.”

He took her hand in his. “No, I’m sorry. I should have known the news would be shocking to you. You’re still overheated, though. You need to get out of these hot clothes.”

“I need to talk to Nick. If he was there, he knows who attacked me.”

“Not now. No one is going to hurt you. You’re safe here. Okay? Let’s get you cooled down and hydrated. I won’t have you collapsing from heatstroke.”

She didn’t have heatstroke. She had Carl-stroke. But how could she tell him that? If he found out, he’d go after Carl for sure. What was she going to do? A chill permeated her bones and she trembled.

Kate walked into the room and handed her a water bottle. “Here, drink this. Slowly.” Bridget took the bottle and sipped. “All I could find that might fit you are these scrubs.”

Bridget and Kate may be the same height, but Kate weighed more—a size or two larger at best. Bridget took the offered clothes and shook out the shirt.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.