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

“Don’t pull out.” Blake scrabbled his fingers on Derek’s sweat-slick shoulders, a desperation in his voice he didn’t recognize. “Please. Stay inside.”


“Not going anywhere.” Derek’s voice was guttural and strained, but he clamped his fingers down even harder and kept them locked together. Blake was sure he would have bruises on his ass, but he didn’t care.


“I feel you.” Blake sounded drugged even to his own ears, his words slurred and slow. “Feel you inside. My ass, my stomach, my chest. You’re everywhere.”


“Yeah, baby.” Derek blew out a breath and tried to get his breathing under control. Derek used his nose to tip Blake’s face up and kissed him slowly, languidly taking his time, making it last. He put all his love and affection into one single, mind-numbing, never-ending kiss.


Chapter 59