Parrish by Camp Shannen Crane

Author:Camp, Shannen Crane
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Future House Publishing
Published: 2016-04-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

“We may just need to call it,” Deacon said with a sigh of resignation. “We haven’t heard from that Ally woman since yesterday and it’s already getting dark. I highly doubt she’s going to get a hold of us today, and if she does, she’ll probably schedule the investigation for next week or something.”

Brighton chewed on her lip from her place on the bed, surrounded by monitors. “Yeah, we definitely wouldn’t have enough money to stay in town that long.”

“There’s still a chance she’ll contact us.” I pulled my headphones off for a moment and fluffed up my pixie cut once more.

Jefferson sat on the bed beside me, completely oblivious to our conversation as he listened to audio from our Queen Mary investigation with closed eyes.

I tried desperately not to be obvious, but any chance I got, I’d glance over at him or bump him with my elbow as I reached for my pen. It was pathetic, and I wasn’t magically in love with him or anything, but there was something very magnetic about him all of a sudden and I couldn’t seem to stay away. It was becoming a big problem.

Jefferson didn’t seem to change much after we’d kissed the night before. Amazingly, he didn’t drop a million hints to Brighton and Deacon like I thought he would. Instead he kept the whole thing very secret and just treated me as oddly as he always did. I couldn’t tell if that annoyed me or not. On the one hand, I wanted him to keep quiet about everything because I was not ready to have that conversation with Brighton. On the other hand, I was a little offended that he didn’t seem as changed by our kiss as I was.

Of course, no matter what I felt, I was incredibly annoyed with him for kissing me in the first place and bringing about all of this confusion.

“That Littlefield House was honestly and completely silent,” Brighton said out of nowhere. “I mean, even for a normal house. I’m almost suspicious of how quiet it was there.”

“That’d be a pretty terrible MO for a ghost,” Deacon said, smiling at her. “Silence,” he added dramatically, his eyes wide.

Brighton’s blue eyes crinkled in the corners as she smiled at Crazy Parrish Number Two before looking back down at her screen.

I sighed deeply, half out of boredom and half out of anxiety that we’d never hear from Ally again. Brighton was watching her screens, Deacon was typing something on the laptop as he logged all of our clips, and Jefferson was still silent beside me with his eyes closed. I checked to make sure no one was looking before letting my eyes wander over to him.

His brown hair was styled in a curly mess on top of his head today, and he wore the normal slacks, collared shirt, vest, tie, and Chucks. Suddenly I found the whole Tim Burton thing very hot.

There was something seriously wrong with me. Maybe Ally’s house was still having some ill effects on my mental state.

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