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.
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?”