His brain would have looked better on the ground than in his head. “You two know each other?” Nose-guy smiled, nodded between them, and draped an arm over Dylan’s shoulders. “Dylan.” The one breathy word shouldn’t have been audible, but for some reason, the music stopped in the exact same moment as Theo was having a verbal orgasm.
Theo’s breath caught, but before he could smile, Dylan was glaring at him. “I know how it looks, but I’m sure it made the ghost go away that night.” “OK, OK, but at least let me bring some protection.” I tried not to laugh as he produced the egg whisk and waved it in front like a shield. “It’ll be OK.” I pulled him down the steps, thinking the quicker we could start the better. “Adam, no! Don’t you see? It’s you I’m worried for. “Look, why don’t you let me finish? We only have to dig a bit then we can cement over.
“I know you’re a loon.” I kissed his cheek. If you’re looking for something scary, something funny, something romantic – here you have it! We have a wonderful mix or ghosts, icy serial killers, and tasty young men. Today’s the day! Buried Desires #3 has gone live.
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