Her Last Whisper: A Novel (Dr. Charlotte Stone Book 3) by Karen Robards

Author:Karen Robards [Robards, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780804178280
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2014-08-26T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

“What did you do?” Aghast, Charlie glared at Michael even as she dropped to her knees beside Tony. Towering over them both, Michael looked perfectly fine; Tony, on the other hand, was now as pale as any self-respecting ghost ought to be. His eyes were closed. She touched him to discover that his skin was warm, and he was still breathing, which relieved her mind of its first, most terrible fear, which was that Michael, in possessing him, had killed him. Tony was not dead. He was, however, definitely unconscious.

Michael frowned down at the two of them as she checked Tony’s pulse, which was a little elevated.

“I borrowed his body.”

“You can’t just borrow a body! Especially not Tony’s body!” Charlie practically screeched it at him. Having checked Tony’s pulse, she let his arm go: it was totally limp, totally flaccid as it dropped to the carpet. She had to fight against complete panic: who knew what spirit possession did to someone? And how the hell was she supposed to treat it? She shot a furious look at Michael. “How could you do such a thing?”

“He was kissing you, and doing a half-ass job of it, too.” Michael shoved his hands in his pockets, rocked back on his heels, and watched as she frantically loosened Tony’s tie and unbuttoned the top few buttons on his shirt to make it easier for him to breathe.

“That’s your excuse? Look at him!”

“Yeah, well, watching him kiss you pissed me off.” He had the grace to sound a little ashamed of himself, at least. “It’s not like I did it on purpose. I was standing there watching him slobber all over you, and I remembered how you almost passed out there at the morgue and I tried to grab you and I couldn’t but he could, and then I thought about how those spirits took over Creason and the trustee. Next thing I knew, whoosh, I did it. It was easier than I thought. Dudley didn’t even put up a fight.” She didn’t have to look at him to see the quick lightening of his expression: she could hear what was going on with him in the sudden note of humor in his voice as he added, “FYI, that was me grabbing your ass.”

They both knew that shortly before that, actually precisely when Michael had taken over Tony’s body, which she was pretty sure she could pinpoint to the nanosecond, was when the kiss had caught fire. Not that Charlie was ever going to admit it. And the fact that he could find even a trace of amusement in what he’d done? Not cool.

The glance she threw at him should have blasted him into eternity. “You know what? I figured that out.” She paused, considered how he might take that, conceited thing that he was, and added with a sniff, “Tony would never do something that crude.”

“You liked it.”

“Don’t flatter yourself.”

She was busy running her fingers through Tony’s hair, feeling every inch of his skull.

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