I know reviews for this story are all over the spectrum, but I just love the chemistry between Will and Jerica in THE HAUNTING OF WILTON JUNE. "Have you ever been in a house that's supposed to be haunted?"
Her eyes widened to the size of soda bottle tops and her cheeks paled, highlighting the raven color of her hair and brows. The fine tremor he'd noted in her hands before intensified.
"Hau-haunted?"
Even her voice changed, the timbre elevating almost to a Betty-Boop-screech.
"Yeah. If you haven't, let me tell you the energy you feel in a house with a spirit is like no other you've ever felt. It's like a cold wind invading your bones. One minute your body temperature is normal, the next all the hair on your body is standing at attention and your skin feels as if a thousand ants are crawling all over it. It's an eerie sensation for sure and one you don't soon forget."
"You believe in," she swallowed, "ghosts?"
"One hundred percent. I've seen proof they exist."
She stared at him a few beats and he'd give anything to know what was behind her piercing gaze.
"And you're not... you weren't... scared?"
"Down to my toes," he admitted, grinning. "But it was amazing, too."
"How?"
"How was it amazing?"
She nodded.
"Well, for one thing, it made me a believer. Most people aren't and when you mention you know ghosts or spirits exist, they look at you like you need to be seen by the nearest shrink and then committed. My brother-in-law is a psychic phenomena junkie. In fact, he's the reason I believe. Do you?"
"Do I what?"
He grinned across the table at her. "Believe in ghosts and goblins and things that go bump in the night?"
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