Ghostwalker Blake Jones dies every day. It’s his job and how he helps trapped souls cross over. But to return to life, he needs an anchor. His new partner, Derek Scott, is a surprise. Not only is he male, but his appearance belies a caring and gentle heart underneath. Despite attraction and a strengthening relationship, they know they shouldn’t take things further.<br><br>But there’s a big difference between knowing and doing.<br><br>Their growing love presents a problem, though not the one they expect. Blake and Derek have to decide if they should take their relationship to the most permanent level -- an unbreakable metaphysical bond. Doing so offers both risk and unimaginable reward. Can Blake let go of his fears and put his complete trust in Derek in order to have the happily ever after he’s always craved?

Ghost of a Chance

“Okay.” Derek eased Blake to the side and got out of bed to retrieve a cool, wet cloth. Blake lifted a shaking hand for it, but Derek ignored him and wiped his face clean himself. Blake closed his eyes.


Derek chuckled softly. “It’ll wash. Want to tell me what happened?”


Blake kept his eyes closed and swallowed hard. Derek rubbed his head in the way he knew Blake liked, and Blake relaxed a fraction more.


“It was just hard,” Blake murmured. “Archie was…he was one of us. And it was just hard.”


It was clear Blake wasn’t going to say any more, and Derek would get the details when Blake wrote his report. Derek moved his massages down to Blake’s shoulder, and when Blake didn’t resist, turned him onto his stomach so Derek could really work the tension out of his back.


“You found him then?” Derek asked. With so many ghostwalkers on the case, it could have been any one of them who found the spirit and helped him cross.


Chapter 37