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ChapterTwenty-Five
Thank heavens Adam’s trailer was still parked in the lot because there was no way Bee wanted to drive all the way back to her apartment to have him all to herself.
Within a few minutes of their successful ghost adventure, they were back in his trailer with their mouths locked together and their hands fumbling to get each other’s clothes off.
“One day away from you, and it felt like a year.” Adam tossed her shirt onto the bed, his eyes darkening at the sight of her breasts cupped in a pink bra. “No, two years. Three.Twenty.”
She laughed and wiggled out of her jeans, her arousal flaring from the heat of his gaze alone. They both moved forward, bringing their bodies and lips together at the same time. Adam grabbed her hips and tumbled them both onto the bed.
Within seconds, they were both naked. Time collapsed. Nothing existed for Bee except the hard strength of his body, the taste of his lips, and the glide of his skin against hers. He pressed himself into her, and she wound her arms and legs around him as if she’d never let him go.
She arched her hips to meet each of his thrusts, matching his rhythm with every beat of her heart. He drove her slowly, deliciously, to the peak, using his fingers to send her over the edge before increasing the pace of his thrusts.
She gripped him harder, her breath catching. He buried his face in her neck, his rough shout rumbling against her skin as he surrendered to his own release.
After they were both spent and exhausted, they fell back against the pillows, their limbs twined together like the vines of a plant.
“Next time,” Adam mumbled, pressing his lips against her collarbone, “you’re wearing that witch’s costume.”
Bee smiled, her arousal sparking anew at the thought of him stripping her out of the ruffled dress and striped purple tights.
“Done.” She shifted, propping herself up on his chest. “By the way, welcome back.”
“Thanks.” He twisted a lock of her hair around his forefinger.
“No.” She sat up and reached for her hoodie as a sudden surge of emotion filled her. “Thankyou. I never expected…I mean, if you hadn’t come back, I don’t know what I’d have done.”
“You’d have figured it out.” He rested one arm behind his head, his gaze meeting hers. “But I meant it. I love you. You’re the reason I came back.”
Although Bee had felt her heart softening and opening up to him since the very start, she hadn’t realized—or admitted—until that instant that he was already inside. He’d knocked at the door that she’d kept closed and guarded…and she’d opened it and invited him in.
As if she’d known all along that he was meant to be there. That no matter their differences or challenging situations, he wouldn’t leave. Because of him, she didn’t have to be alone anymore.
“Adam.” She pressed her hand to the side of his whiskery jaw. “I love you too.”
His blue-green eyes warmed like sunlight. He grabbed her wrist, turning her hand to press a kiss against her palm. “Say that again.”
“I love you.” She rubbed her thumb across his lower lip. She’d thought it was dangerous to feel this much for him this fast, but now that she’d admitted it, she felt lighter. Relieved. Almost at peace. “I think I’ve loved you since the second you spilled coffee all over me, but I was scared to admit it.”
A faint crease appeared between his eyebrows. “Are you still scared?”
“A little.” She stroked her hand down to his chest. “I meant it when I said I didn’t want anything to stop you from getting your career and your life back. I don’t want to be the reason you lose everything you’ve fought for.”
He was silent for a moment before he said, “The only time I’ve fought for what I’ve wanted instead of what other people expect was when I came back here. I want you, and I’d still do anything to have you. Yeah, there was a time when I wanted to be a hotshot in my field again, but you showed me that there’s more to life—more to the universe—than what I’d believed.”
Her heart thumped. “But what do we do now? How do we make this work?”
“I promise we’ll figure it out.” He reached for his jeans and pulled his phone out of the back pocket. “But first, we need to make sure everyone in the world knows that the Bliss Cove Library is a hundred percent haunted.”
He brought up the video of the ghost reunion, turning the screen so she could see it.
Together, they watched the footage of Millicent’s transparent shadow drifting over the glowing Mason jar the instant before Bee darted forward to put the lid on. Then the image shifted to the cupola and the jar beside the telescope, then again to the house’s exterior.
Bee’s breath caught all over again as they watched the shadows—fainter but still visible—through the cupola windows. Floating, moving, touching, rising…and disappearing.
“It’s fantastic.” Adam sat up and switched over to his email app. “We’ve never had footage this convincing, much lessreal. I’ll get this sent over to Dan and Kevin right now. And I’ll tell them there’s no scientific explanation behind it, which obviously there isn’t. No way can they come up with anything convincing. I’ll send it to you too, so you can start forwarding it to your friends and other people in Bliss Cove. It’ll be viral before the end of the day.”
“Wait.” Bee shot her hand out and closed her fingers around his wrist, stopping him from sending the email. “Let’s go back to the house first.”
