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“How are you feeling?”

That was a loaded question after yesterday’s encounter. I barely remembered the rest of the night after we banished Patrick’s spirit from the house. Everything seemed to settle into an eerie calm but I was too exhausted to stay awake.

“Still a bit off,” I admitted.

“What can I do to help?”

“Remind me that I’m important to you. What he said wasn’t true.”

“You are the most important person in my life,” Ethan promised, leaning down to press his lips to mine.

“Then show me,” I pleaded as tears burned in my eyes.

Ethan was gentle with me and I appreciated it. His kisses weren’t hungry or rushed. They were sweet and healing.

He kissed my lips first before moving lower, worshipping my naked body and mending the fracture in my soul.

With firm hands he spread my thighs before settling between them. He started with slow strokes of his tongue that built the pressure slowly. I closed my eyes as warmth spread through me and pleasure coiled in my belly.

He stoked the fire before sliding two fingers into my core. His thrusts were slow and purposeful, his tongue and fingers working together until my release was on the cusp of taking over.

“Come for me, angel,” he whispered as he curled his fingers inside of me.

My orgasm was so intense it left tears falling down my cheeks and my body shaking against the insane pleasure he’d managed to coax from me.

We could have gone further but Ethan didn’t push it. He moved back up to my mouth and placed one last kiss on my lips.

“Shower time,” he explained, leading me in. I expected him to take things further but he never did. Instead, he cleaned my body and washed my hair, taking his time mending my broken pieces until I felt whole.

“Thank you,” I whispered as he held me tight.

“I’m always here for you,” he promised, kissing my forehead and squeezing me tight.

When we both stepped out of the shower and got dressed, I knew we couldn’t avoid the rest of our group any longer.

Not that I wanted to. I was just reluctant to ruin this little bubble of peace we’d found.

Hale was probably eager to get out of here. He was only planning to stay for one night… though, that was one hell of a night.

Hand in hand, we walked toward the dining room. I could hear the voices drifting up, and everybody turned to us when we entered.

“Hey, sunshine. Are you all right?” Lincoln asked, giving me a small smile.

“So, last night was interesting,” Hale offered, breaking the tension. We all let out a startled laugh.

“Last night was probably the wildest night I’ve ever had as an investigatorandas a person who can see and hear the dead.”

“A medium, is that the right word?” Ethan asked.

“I feel like we’re something more than that,” Hale said. “It never felt like a fitting word, but I don’t know what else to call it other than gifted.”

“It feels different in here today,” Ethan said. “I hadn’t realized that there was an undercurrent of negativity I was feeling throughout the whole house. But I feel lighter today.”

“I agree,” I said. “I think he’s gone.”

“Do you guys need help protecting the rest of the house?” Hale was sweet to offer but he had his own life to return to. This was our responsibility.

“No, we need to catch up with Margaret today, let her know what happened. We can handle putting a few runes around the outside of the castle to keep it protected.”

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