He would do anything for love, even take on the underworld to see her safe.
Nathan has been hunting ghosts for years, always pushing the envelope looking for clues of the afterlife. His partner in spirit chasing is Josephine. They’ve known one another for a couple of years. In all that time neither of them has told the other how deep their love runs.
Josephine knows Nathan’s deepest secrets, but when her stalker finds out, he’ll stop at nothing to make Nathan one of the ghosts he hunts.
He stepped into the light and lifted his hand to knock when the door opened.
Josephine stood with a wineglass of blood in hand, dressed in a sheer emerald silk nightgown, and was smiling. God, she looks so damn hot. I can’t believe this beautiful creature was ever possessed by a demon. He shivered when he remembered seeing her contorting on the floor into impossible back bends and screaming obscenities at the whole team. It was good that they had exorcised it from her, but it had forever changed her. She was more sensitive to things and her body was still scarred. He didn’t see any of that, only the gorgeous woman he was in love with.
Her jet-black hair hung over her shoulders and brushed the top of her ass. The green of her nightgown brought out the paleness of her skin and the jade tint of her hazel eyes. He inhaled, smelling the rich blood flowing underneath her flesh. The anticipation made his mouth water and his stomach growl.
“Hungry, big boy?” she asked.
His smile widened. “Only for you, babe.” He placed a light kiss on her lips, tasting the strawberry lip gloss she wore.
She wrapped one arm around his neck and sucked on his top lip. His cock stirred at the welcoming gesture. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and flicked it over his teeth. Nathan resisted the urge to unleash his fangs and nip at her tongue. A shudder rolled down his back when he tasted her blood. Oh, you minx. You did that just to get me going. He sucked on her lips for a moment, savoring the small amount of her blood before he pulled away breathless. His fangs pushed against his gums, but he held on to his control. He grabbed the goblet of blood she held and drank it down in one gulp. It wasn’t human, but it did the trick, infusing him with strength after his flight. He kissed her again and stained her lips with the pig’s blood.
“Yummy.” She wiped her hand across her mouth, smearing the crimson on her flesh. “I love my pork to be squealing.”
Nathan laughed. “Well, anything would squeal at you for being so damn fine.”
Josephine closed the door and chuckled. “I take it you’re glad to see me.”
He set down the glass and then picked her up in a tight embrace. “It’s been too long, Jo. I was hoping to see you last night, but it seems you got a little sidetracked. Was everything okay? Are you okay? You didn’t answer my first e-mail or any of my calls. What gives? You shouldn’t make me worry about you. I might have thought you were getting eaten by some nasty beast or something.” He set her down gently.
She hesitated, but then gave him a seductive smile that tightened his groin. “Haunting graveyards wasn’t on the top of my to-do list last night. Can’t a girl have a little private time?”
