Sexting With A Ghost: An MM Paranormal Romance (Haunted Love) by Ashlynn Mills

Author:Ashlynn Mills [Mills, Ashlynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-09-19T16:00:00+00:00

12

Darcy

Drip drip drip.

Splashes of water hit my face. I sit up with my eyes half open, feeling around for any cold air surrounding me. Caleb’s never here when I wake up. I shouldn't be surprised that this morning isn't any different.

My gaze drifts to the ceiling and more drips of water fall on my face. There's a leak somewhere. Great. I press my hands down, expecting to meet the softness of the beanbag, and am met with a hard surface instead. My eyes snap fully open and I'm still in the bathtub. The water has been drained, and there's a towel draped over me and a pillow where my head was.

Caleb probably had trouble waking me. I don't always sleep well but when I do I'm like the dead. He took care of me the best he could before leaving. He never knows when it's going to happen and probably didn't expect me to fall asleep right after he painted my toenails.

Smiling at the memory, I flex my foot, missing his cold touches. No one's ever taken care of me before. Not without expecting something in return. Caleb got nothing out of his efforts and kindness toward me. It didn't stop him from trying anyway. He doesn't even want me to help him find his body anymore. It won't prevent me from looking.

Grabbing the sides of the tub, I pull myself up to my feet. My clothes are sitting on the toilet lid with a note on top.

Darcy,

I can feel myself leaving. I tried to wake you but you kept shoving me away. You're cute even when you're violent. I don't know many people who can pull that off.

Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about tomorrow.

Xoxo Caleb

Chuckling to myself, I hold the note to my chest and my heart flutters. Only he would leave a note like this. His words will stay with me all day. They are what keeps me going when he isn't around, along with our memories together. Nothing about what we have is conventional but it's ours. I've grown accustomed to our routine. The notes, conversations in my dreams, cold touches, and the flicker of lights. I don't know how to go without it all now.

I dress in the clothes I normally wouldn't pick for myself. He chose a pair of gray jeans and an old band t-shirt I usually wear when I sleep. I doubt he gave either piece of clothing a second thought. He wanted to take care of me. I wear it so I can be close to him.

I didn't think I could ever trust another person again, yet here I am wearing my heart on my sleeve for Caleb. It's so easy with him. My guard drops around him and I forget how to bring it back up.

Pulling back the cardboard flaps of the box I got the blankets from, I place the folded blankets down inside. As I'm walking away, there's something standing out against the floorboards behind my foot. Bending down, I pick up what appears to be a white piece of paper.

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