Haunt Me by Heather Long

Author:Heather Long
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Ghost, Mystery, Contemporary, Paranormal, Romance, Historical, haunted house, renovations
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2014-01-27T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Morning came sooner than she would have liked, but Mac felt better than she had in weeks. At some point after Justin admitted he thought she was haunted, she’d given into her exhaustion and gone to bed. It helped that Justin refused to go home. He’d made up a bed for himself on her sofa. When she’d argued that she had plenty of other rooms, he’d simply told her he wanted to be where he could see the doors.

It made her feel better, knowing he was out there keeping watch, and that reassurance translated to better sleep. Now, the scent of coffee lured her out of the bedroom, and she found Justin standing at her sink, staring out the window into the backyard. The way the light poured in gave him an almost ethereal glow and turned his blond hair a soft sheen of pure gold.

Her heart twisted and desire thrummed through her veins. God, he was perfect. Shaking her head, she tried to jostle loose the wandering thoughts. “Good morning.”

He whipped around and sent her a grin. “Coffee?”

“Please.” Her hands felt a bit better. She’d left the Band-Aids on her fingertips in place, but the worst of the scrapes didn’t seem to be more than dry skin now, and even the scabs on her palms seemed smaller.

After he’d poured coffee and slid the mug over to her, electricity sizzled when his fingers brushed hers. His touch lingered far longer than necessary, and Mac’s face heated.

“You never told me why you’re afraid of ghosts.” As surreal as the conversation had been the night before, it seemed doubly so in the warm light of day. Or maybe secrets were just more easily shared in the dark.

“It’s hard to explain without sounding like I’m really far out there,” he admitted quietly. Instead of looking at her, he resumed staring out into the garden.

“I get that. It wasn’t exactly easy to tell you I’d seen a ghost when I was a kid.” And until she’d said it out loud, a part of her had forgotten about the finer details—like just how sad the woman had been and how that sadness invaded everything inside of Mac until she couldn’t breathe. She’d choked on that despair, and it had haunted her for months afterward—going so far as to infect her dreams. It had taken her years to leave those nightmares behind, and yet they’d resurrected within days of moving into Great-Aunt Katherine’s place. That said more than she cared to admit.

Shifting to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, she stared out at the single column he’d unearthed from the vegetation. It seemed so ordinary with the sun dappling it.

“I grew up in a haunted house,” Justin said quietly. “The Kent farm is one of the older structures in Penny Hollow—do you know how Penny Hollow got its name?”

“No, I don’t think that’s in any of the books I picked up.”

“A young couple came this far west in the mid-1700s. It was still a British colony and he was the third or fourth son of some duke back in Britain.

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