Chapter 65: Ghost Sex

My throat suddenly feels so dry that even swallowing doesn't help. I hold myself as we walk back to my dorm room for privacy. Whatever Ben wants to tell me it can't be good. He's frowning and keeps looking over his shoulder.

Is he going to break-up with me? My insides twist like I'm going to throw up.

Once in my room, I close the door. Part of me wonders if Kiarr is going to show up to witness this, but I doubt he'll interfere. My Viking ghost has more of a do-whatever-you-want kind of attitude.

Tired beyond belief from physical and mental strain, I sit down on the bed slowly, so I don't injure my wound more. "Okay. I'm listening."

"Someone is targeting you."

I blow out a breath a bit in relief that he didn't start with the it's-me-not-you line. "I think it's Gwen and she's pissed at me."