Prayer for the Dead (Revenants in Purgatory) by Nicki Scalise

Author:Nicki Scalise [Scalise, Nicki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: death, love, paranormal romance, paranormal, Dark, reaper, gothic, purgatory, grim
Published: 2013-09-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

The following day, after Drake cancelled on me, I bumbled through work in a grumpy mood, dreading that evening. We had spent the previous five Friday nights together but, after his cancelation, he never mentioned anything about rescheduling or even if he’d call again. I made it home from work by four-thirty and, by five, I was debating whether it was too early to microwave myself some dinner. I felt it was a safe assumption that I was in for the night, for the second time in a row. I was in full-on Eeyore mode and feeling sorry for myself, at that point.

I peered into the deep, dark cold of the freezer, debating my high-sodium, high-fat content choices of entrees, when the doorbell rang. I slammed the freezer door but, before I made it out of the kitchen, the door flew open and hurricane Portia blew into my apartment. She had a large bag hitched over her shoulder and was carrying a black garment bag.

“Hello, doll face.”

She lifted the garment bag over her head with one hand and took mine in the other. Without another word, she pulled me down the hall towards my room. I tried to resist, but was thwarted by my smooth socks sliding along the wood floor. The hall was great when you wanted to act out the famous scene from Risky Business, but not so much when you’re being dragged against your will.

“Portia, what are you doing?” She didn’t answer, but merely continued to slide me down the hall. “Hey, Portia! Hello?”

I wrenched my hand free of her grip, stopping us in our tracks. She reached back to grab ahold of me once again, but I dodged out of the way, pulling my hands up close to my body. I backed up a few feet, causing her to huff and, again, reach out to take my hand.

“Stop!”

Her hand dropped and her brows rose. “Hammer time?”

I dropped my hands to my hips. “No smart ass, not hammer time. What the hell are you doing?”

“I’m here to get you ready for your romantic rendezvous, Vivian.”

“What romantic rendezvous and who the hell is Vivian?”

“You know, Julia Roberts’ character. Pretty Woman?”

“Okay, I get that part, but the rendezvous?”

“Follow me and all shall be revealed soon.” She flourished her words with a wave of her free hand and turned back down the hall, towards my bedroom. I knew I could either stand in the hall bewildered, or follow her to see what adventures she had in store for me.

“Hey, you do know that Julia Roberts played a hooker in that movie, right? If this is your weird way of becoming my pimp and pushing me out on the street to turn tricks, we’re going to have a serious talk.”

She threw her head back laughing as she disappeared into my room. I didn’t hear her deny that part of the plan, but I shrugged, curiosity getting the better of me, as I trotted down the hall. She was already busying herself when I peered into the room.

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