Wicked Honeymoon (An Ivy Morgan Mystery Book 19) by Lily Harper Hart

Author:Lily Harper Hart
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: HarperHart Publications
Published: 2021-03-02T05:00:00+00:00

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ELEVEN

Ivy’s dreams were of the whispering variety. She walked along the river, alone, and tried to ignore the sound of faint voices from beyond the trees. She was calm — there was no reason to be afraid, she reminded herself — but she couldn’t shake the prickling sensation on the back of her neck.

“What are you doing out here?” Jack appeared out of the darkness, an impatient look on his face as he glanced around. He seemed taken aback when he saw the glittery figures dancing through the trees. If that’s what they were doing. Dancing? Maybe it was something else. “Is this what you saw earlier?” He seemed terrified at the thought.

Ivy shook her head. “No. This is like the dream I had before, though, the one I told you about.”

“I thought that dream involved naked nymphs singing and splashing in the water.”

Ivy shot him a dirty look. “Nobody said they were naked. I never mentioned splashing either. I mentioned hearing voices and the current of the river.”

“I think you’re suggesting I turned it dirty in my head.”

“That’s exactly what I’m suggesting,” Ivy agreed. “You’re such a ... man.”

“Oh, don’t even.” He poked her side. “I’m not a man in the way you make it sound.”

“Um, yes you are. You only came because you expected a bunch of naked wood nymphs frolicking.”

“No, I came because you called me.”

She stilled, surprised. “What do you mean?”

“You called me,” he repeated. “I wasn’t dreaming before I came here. I was out. Like ... completely and totally out. Then I heard you.”

“You heard me?” Ivy was beyond confused. “I didn’t say anything. I was just watching. I knew they wouldn’t respond to me and yet I can’t shake the feeling that they have a message.”

“You called for me,” Jack insisted.

“I did not.”

“I felt you call for me.” Jack refused to back down. “That’s the only thing that could’ve roused me to come out here.”

Ivy chewed on her bottom lip, confusion etched across her face. “I wasn’t afraid. I usually call for you when I’m afraid.”

“This is true.” He moved his hand to her shoulder and rubbed, debating what to make of the situation. “Maybe you’re confused. Maybe you wanted me here so we can figure this out.”

The suggestion nudged a smile out of Ivy. “Maybe.” On impulse, she sidled closer to him and offered up a hug. “I always want you with me.”

He kissed her forehead. Despite the arguing over the past two days — which sometimes seemed endless — he’d never loved anything in this world like he loved his wife. She was his everything, his reason for breathing it seemed, and he would move Heaven and earth to get to her ... whether she believed she needed help or not.

“Well, let’s break it down.” He kept her close as he regarded the flitting light. “It looks like women.”

“It does,” Ivy agreed. “It doesn’t look like ghosts, though.”

His forehead creased. “What do ghosts look like in your head?”

“They look like people, only .

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