Surf's Up by MaryJanice Davidson

Author:MaryJanice Davidson [Davidson, MaryJanice]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Summer, Man-woman relationships, Contemporary, General, Romance, Erotica, Fiction, Short Stories, Beaches, Love stories
ISBN: 9780425228357
Publisher: Berkley Publishing
Published: 2009-05-04T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

“Look at this,” she said, picking her shirt up and putting it back on. “Is it a real shirt? Why do I have to put it back on?”

“You don’t.”

“Funny. But why do we even have clothes? Are they ghost clothes? Why am I always in this shirt and these shorts?”

“Because that’s how you saw yourself—casually dressed, comfortable, attractive.”

She touched her hair and tried to look modest. “And you said the dead have no sense of time—how come?”

“You’re not ruled by clocks like the living. How long have we been stuck in that shitty bathroom, making love?”

“Half an hour?” she guessed, stepping into her shorts.

He looked wounded. “All day. We missed the lunch bell and the supper bell.”

“Oh. Well, it was a great day,” she assured him. “Don’t you want to go eat?”

“I’ll stay here with you.”

“Both of you?” she asked, a little creeped out. Here was Ghost-Tom, strolling around naked, and here was Lotus-Tom, sitting like someone frozen to the bed.

“I can only touch you in this form,” he said quietly.

“Yeah, but Tom, you’ve got to take care of your—your living body.”

He shrugged, indifferent. “Want to go for a walk?”

Yep. Definitely broken. “Uh, sure. But it’s no problem to wait until you’ve eaten. Hell, I probably won’t even notice if you leave for half an hour; it’ll seem like thirty seconds to—”

There was a rap on the hut door, which Tom ignored. Nikki, being the kind of person who always had to answer the phone or the door, stuck her head through the wall and said, “It’s the manager. Don’t you want to answer it?”

“No.”

“But it might be important.”

“Is he holding phone slips?”

She peeked again. “Yes.”

“It’s just job offers.”

“Job offers?”

“Jobbbb offffers, arrrre youuuuuu haaaaaving trrrrouble hearrring meeee?”

“Very funny. You’re turning down work to hang out with the dead girl?”

He shrugged; a maddening habit, but eloquent. “Your friends paid me plenty.”

“But still. Don’t you want to get back to work?”

He looked at her. “No.”

She was surprised to discover that a ghost could blush. “Oh.”

“So how about that walk?”

She smiled. “Sure. I’d love a walk. I can show you all the places I’ve been haunting.”

He laughed. “Two ghosts, no waiting. Wouldn’t the tourists just shit?”

“What if one of them is special, like you?”

“Nobody’s like me,” he said simply. Not bragging; stating fact.

“Well, that’s the truth.”

“Say it twice,” he said smugly, and held out an arm, and escorted her through the wall.

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