Ghostly Charades by Randi Alexander

Author:Randi Alexander
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: halloween, paranormal romance, ranch, montana, cowboy romance, unexpected baby
Publisher: Randi Alexander

Chapter Eight

“Wine?” Hart held the bottle of N/A wine.

“Yes, please.” RosaLynn set her purse on the kitchen table and her phone next to it, next to his phone. It seemed so simple, so normal, but to her, it was special. Arlo had guarded his phone carefully, actually putting fingerprint access on it. She should have known.

“Are you okay?” He held her glass of wine and his beer. A full beer since his ghost hadn’t started her rounds for the evening.

She’d been staring at their phones. With a little smile, she nodded.

She took her wine and moved to sit at the table. “Thank you.”

“Let’s talk in the living room. It feels less formal.” He stood back and let her precede him. The last rays of sun slanted through the room, and RosaLynn took a seat on the couch.

Hart sat next to her and twisted the top off his beer. “I’ll let you lead this conversation since it’s the first time I’ve dealt with this subject.”

“Okay.” She turned to face him. Nothing in his expression helped her to read his emotions, but using her intuition, she caught his confusion, his fear. Fear? Was he afraid she was using him for a fling before she went back to her baby daddy?

“I’m not with him any longer.” She’d get the more difficult part over with first. “He was my professor at the college in Arizona. We started seeing each other about ten months ago after I graduated.”

Hart’s lips tightened. He was probably imagining an older man taking advantage of an unsophisticated young girl.

“He and I were the same age. This is my second vocation.”

Hart blinked, then took a long swig of beer.

This part, he would need an even longer pull. “He was married.”

“Uh-huh.” He just stared, waiting for more.

“His wife had left him and was living in Europe somewhere, and he couldn’t pin her down to give him a divorce.” She looked down at her hand resting on the couch cushion. Arlo had given her a ring and made promises. Then his phone had started ringing at odd hours. He’d leave to take the calls and had kept his phone hidden and locked. “I should have known.” She swirled the near-wine in her glass.

“The wife came back?”

“She did. She wanted to start over. He admitted he could never love me the way he loved her.” RosaLynn shrugged. “I woke up then. I saw that what I felt for him wasn’t love. It was the desperation of a thirty-five-year-old woman looking for a husband, security, and someone to keep me from being alone.” The truth of what she’d almost settled for hit her once again. “I was—”

“Hold on.” He set down his beer. “Thirty-five?” He narrowed his eyes. “There’s no way you’re thirty-five.”

She rubbed her forehead, trying not to smile. “That’s what you’re focused on?”

“I’m sorry. It was just getting a little deep there, and God knows I hate it when a woman cries.”

Squeezing his forearm quickly, she winked. “I promise there won’t be tears. In fact, deep inside, I’m jumping up and down with relief.

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