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Four years ago, Emily Shea and Staff Sergeant Brett Leeds agreed to part with no strings attached. Sparks flew during their brief affair, but fate intervened, sending Brett overseas. When an unexpected pregnancy derailed Emily's own plans, her attempts to locate Brett were soon overwhelmed by the challenges of single motherhood. Now, Brett has returned home, and Emily is forced to share her secret.
Despite feeling betrayed, Brett is determined to forge a relationship with their son, Tyler. As the former lovers battle both their inner demons and their mutual desire, another presence enters their lives—Tyler's imaginary friend. Soon, however, the chilling evidence points to a different conclusion: a ghost has formed a dangerous connection with their son. Emily's attempts to help both a lost soul and a friend in need spiral toward a deadly confrontation, and Brett must race to save Emily before he loses her again—forever.
Page Count: 336
Word Count: 85100
She closed the fridge, and suddenly Brett was standing right behind her. His hand closed around her wrist and he pulled her toward the office, the rough pads of his fingertips pressing into her skin. He closed the door partially and led her into the middle of the room.
Pain blazed in his eyes as he turned to her. “I need to apologize to you. I’m sorry I didn’t believe you. On some level, I didn’t want it to be true for selfish reasons. I don’t know how to protect you two from a ghost. Protecting people is my job, and all my training is useless right now.”
He was apologizing to her? After everything she’d done to him? The realization scraped her insides raw. “It’s okay, Brett. I get it. And we’ll figure this out, somehow. I just have to keep at it. There has to be more information out there—libraries, historical societies, maybe even some local history buffs. There are tons of cemeteries on Cape Cod. She could be in another town, or a little family plot. There has to be a record of her somewhere.” She tipped her head toward the computer. “I just have to search harder.”
His gaze followed her gesture, lingering on the desk. “This room brings back some memories.” He touched her upper arm, trailing his fingers downward in a slow, agonizing caress. Stepping closer, he moved his other hand to her hip.
What was happening? She struggled to catch up to this sudden shift of reality. Not only was he touching her again, he was referencing their sexual exploits—a previously forbidden topic, according to the unspoken rules.
Her pulse skittered as she gazed up at him, speechless.
He pulled her closer, his rock-hard erection pressing into her belly. “I want you. Every…single…second…of the day.”
Breathe. “It’s the same for me.” His mouth hovered above hers, taunting her with unbearable anticipation. She rose onto her toes, reaching for his neck, lifting herself up to him, until he captured her lips in a devastating kiss.
Tongues and teeth clashed as their bodies strained to meet, the layers of fabric an unacceptable barrier between their flesh. Oh, God. This kind of need was a force of its own.
It’s like nothing’s changed. But things had changed, of course. Starting with their son, eating lunch twenty feet away from them.
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