Ghost of a Chance by Eileen Ann Brennan

Author:Eileen Ann Brennan [Brennan, Eileen Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 2007-04-09T13:21:26+00:00

Chapter Four

It was her turn to stare at them. Forget the TV movie. This would be a great soap opera.

“When she saw her scheme was doomed to fail,” Jon continued, “Mabe sought swift vengeance. After dark, she crept into the house and poisoned the claret on the sideboard, guessing correctly that we would partake of it before retiring. And here we are two hundred years later.”

“We don’t know how, but there is always a woman on our doorstep on New Year’s Eve every fifty years.” Dash smiled. “Fate? The curse? ‘Tis not for us to wonder why.”

Okay, count her in. They were cursed ghosts done in by a wife-wannabe who murdered them. It happened every day.

“Great story, but I’m still a little vague on how I’m supposed to help you break the curse.” There wasn’t exactly a big demand for curse busters these days.

“It is in the words of the curse. In truth, we thought we had discerned the meaning.” Jon rose and strode to the fireplace. Gosh, he had a great ass. Firm and rounded with muscles contoured in all the right places. Bending, he picked up a log and fed it to the fire. How was she supposed to concentrate on woo-woo ghostie things with that luscious butt parading before her? What she wouldn’t give to run her mouth over it.

Dash scooted closer and ran his palm up her thigh. “Even if you didn’t break the curse, I’m quite pleased to have made your acquaintance. If we have another fifty years of nothing ahead of us, I’m glad I’ll take some pleasant memories with me.”

Jon strode from the fireplace and knelt on the carpet before her. “I echo my brother’s sentiment, but the night is not over. We may yet discover the meaning of the curse. Think. What else can the words mean?”

30

Ghost of a Chance

“You want to run that little ditty by me one more time?” she asked, now trying to ignore the tingle chasing up her spine at Dash’s touch and Jon’s nearness.

Dash gave her a blank look. “Run where? I told you we cannot leave this house.”

Jenna smiled to herself. Whether they were ghosts, goblins or just plain nuts, they were charming. “Sorry. Just say that curse-thing again.”

“In heaven nor hell, you’ ll neither be,” Dash recited. “We’ve determined that means we’re trapped in this house.”

“Until a woman’ s pleasure sets you free.”

“This is your part. It’s up to you to pleasure us, and you did a smashing job of it.”

Dash gave her a lopsided grin. “I believe I can speak for both of us when I say that we experienced a level of pleasure heretofore unknown.”

Jenna raised an eyebrow but didn’t comment. There was a hole as big as the Grand Canyon in their logic, but they didn’t seem to see it.

“Wantonly, knowingly and willingly.”

“Begging you pardon, except for the ‘knowingly’, you did fit the other two conditions.”

Jenna pursed her lips. So they viewed her as wanton. She could feel the little daggers forming in her eyes.

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