The Ghost and Katie Coyle by Anne Kelleher

Author:Anne Kelleher [Kelleher, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: eFitzgerald Publishing
Published: 2014-05-07T14:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Bay rum filled her nostrils, spicy and sweet and strong, and Katie drew a deep breath. Ordinarily, such a scent would be too strong, but this time it seemed to wrap around her like a caress, wrapping her from head to toe in a secure cocoon.

“Caitlin.”

The voice echoed in her mind, and somehow Derry Riordan was with her, dressed in ragged clothes with chains on his wrists. She stared at him curiously, wondering once again why he was dressed that way, and why he called her Caitlin. “That’s not my name,” she said.

“But it was, “ he replied, and she thought it could be true. “And, oh, how I loved you then.”

“Then?”

“A long time ago.” In his voice she heard the echo of the years and felt an anguish running through it like a river, an agony that had gone on for years and years and years. “Who are you?” she whispered, holding out her hand.

“I’m Derry,” he replied. He took her hand and pressed a kiss into the palm.

Desire sparked through her, sudden and wild and she gasped, even as her fingers tightened involuntarily around his. “But who are you?” she repeated, with greater intensity. “And why are you dressed like that?”

“It’s what I wore when you lost me. “

“When did I lose you?” she breathed. The scent of his bay rum made her dizzy—or maybe it was the way his body was pressing against hers, lean and hard and insistent.

“A long, long time ago,” he said. He released her hand and she sensed that his presence was slipping away, out of her reach.

“Don’t go!” she cried.

“You know where to find me,” he whispered, and the scent of the bay rum faded, even as he receded into the mists.

Katie opened her eyes. The red numbers on the face of her clock read 4:25. Outside the sky was still dark, and the house was very still. The hum of the refrigerator was the only sound. She turned on her side, drew a deep breath and started. The unmistakable fragrance of bay rum was fading. She bolted upright, her heart beginning to pound. With a trembling hand, she reached over and turned on her bedside light. Shivering, she reached for her bathrobe and pulled it around her shoulders, but she knew the sensation of cold had nothing to do with the temperature. What did the dreams mean?

This wasn’t the first time the image of Derry had invaded her dreams. Who was he, and why did he affect her so much? And what on earth did that one mean? Calling her Caitlin, and telling her he’d known her a long time ago? Why did it seem so real?

She got out of bed and walked over to the window. She stared into the woods in the direction of the Stones. And why did she think that if she got dressed and went out there right now, he’d be there? Waiting for her?

She shook her head and as she turned away, she caught a glimpse of a flash of white beneath the trees.

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