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

Derek only wished he’d been the one to make Blake look that way.


He set the glass and plate on the bedside table and sat on the edge of the mattress. What he wouldn’t give to be able to kiss Blake awake. Instead he slid his fingers into Blake’s hair and rubbed, and Blake smiled in his sleep.


“Come on, B. Time to wake up.” Derek kept his voice low and coaxing, knowing Blake didn’t do well when he was startled awake. Blake stretched but didn’t open his eyes. “Come on. Wake up so you can have cookies. And there’s soup for dinner.”


“Mmm.” Blake stretched again, and his eyes fluttered open. “Cookies?”


Derek grinned. “Sugar and fat and chocolate. All the good things a ghostwalker needs to recover.”


Blake managed a smile. “You take such good care of me.”


“Believe me when I say it’s my pleasure.” Derek’s words sounded husky, and in the dim light, he saw Blake’s eyes darken. His breathing picked up, and he couldn’t seem to tear his gaze away from Derek.


Chapter 39