softly, and he noticed her breathing pattern had altered, because her chest rose and fell rapidly. The rise of her breasts beneath her silky dress caught his attention.
In her cleavage, the skin shone in the light from the overhead spots.
“Oh, it’s just because I know someone who is involved with two men.” She looked across at them for their response.
Jai’s interest was already piqued, and now it was growing.
“What, you mean they have someone on the side?” Garth asked.
Sometimes his old friend could be slow on the pickup. Jai blamed that on Garth’s strict upbringing. It left him bewilderingly innocent of the kinky goings on in the world. He fiddled with his wine glass, wanting to edge it on, but knowing Garth needed to grow into this comfortably if it was going to move forward at all. “My guess is Faye means her friend has two men at the same time, am I correct?”
Her pupils had dilated. She nodded.
“Tell us more, I’m fascinated.” The fact she was interested in it and had deliberately mentioned it turned him on. He enjoyed women who were open about their needs and desires when it came to bedroom matters. Of course Garth might not be able to handle it this time either, if she actually said it aloud, but that was a risk he was going to have to take to find out more juicy details.
She took a deep breath, but then faltered and seemed to freeze before she spoke. She glanced left, past them, into the darkness of the hallway beyond the kitchen.
That’s when Jai felt it, exactly what he’d felt on several occasions before. The atmosphere changed, tightened somehow, as if an external force shot tension through the air.
He felt a presence at his back and the smell of that cheap perfume. Their resident ghost was somewhere in the vicinity.
Faye looked back at them. “Keep talking to me,” she said beneath her breath. “Don’t stop.”
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Chapter Three
Right when the conversation ended up getting interesting, Faye sensed the spirit who occupied the house emerging from its history and materialising in the present moment. The two men seemed unaware at first, but the tell-tale signs that she always got hit her before anyone else realised the spirit was there. The atmosphere became alive with psychic information that ran along her nerve endings and drew her attention away from the delicious scenario opening up with her two hosts. She felt unwilling to lose the impetus of the moment and she was torn, but when a ghost present she was unable to do anything but engage with it.
“Keep talking to me,” she whispered as suggestively as she could, and winked at them.
“I figure I’m right,” Jai said, who latched on to her message. “Two men at once, that’s what Faye means. Three in a bed.”
“Okay, I get it,” Garth replied.
Three in a bed, with these two. Faye’s pulse tripped at the idea of it. What with that and the psychic activity in the room, she felt positively wired—lit up like a Christmas tree.
Peering into the gloomy corridor she saw the ghost materialising. Jai was right, it was a woman. At first Faye saw her as a haze of light, then as a figure outlined in a halo of luminosity in the darkness. As she moved closer to the area where they were gathered, Faye again urged the men to keep speaking while she concentrated on the paranormal occupant of the house.
The first thing she noticed was the woman’s style of dress. Because it was a Victorian house Faye had expected someone from a more distant historic era. Instead the woman wore fashion straight out of the 1960s. A fuchsia coloured mini dress that was edged at the hemline and neckline with black. Her hair was piled high on her head with a corkscrew teased down on either side, framing her face. The most striking thing about her, however, was the way she was focused on the two men.
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“It depends on the line
In her cleavage, the skin shone in the light from the overhead spots.
“Oh, it’s just because I know someone who is involved with two men.” She looked across at them for their response.
Jai’s interest was already piqued, and now it was growing.
“What, you mean they have someone on the side?” Garth asked.
Sometimes his old friend could be slow on the pickup. Jai blamed that on Garth’s strict upbringing. It left him bewilderingly innocent of the kinky goings on in the world. He fiddled with his wine glass, wanting to edge it on, but knowing Garth needed to grow into this comfortably if it was going to move forward at all. “My guess is Faye means her friend has two men at the same time, am I correct?”
Her pupils had dilated. She nodded.
“Tell us more, I’m fascinated.” The fact she was interested in it and had deliberately mentioned it turned him on. He enjoyed women who were open about their needs and desires when it came to bedroom matters. Of course Garth might not be able to handle it this time either, if she actually said it aloud, but that was a risk he was going to have to take to find out more juicy details.
She took a deep breath, but then faltered and seemed to freeze before she spoke. She glanced left, past them, into the darkness of the hallway beyond the kitchen.
That’s when Jai felt it, exactly what he’d felt on several occasions before. The atmosphere changed, tightened somehow, as if an external force shot tension through the air.
He felt a presence at his back and the smell of that cheap perfume. Their resident ghost was somewhere in the vicinity.
Faye looked back at them. “Keep talking to me,” she said beneath her breath. “Don’t stop.”
www.total-e-bound.com
FAYE’S SPIRIT
Saskia Walker
25
Chapter Three
Right when the conversation ended up getting interesting, Faye sensed the spirit who occupied the house emerging from its history and materialising in the present moment. The two men seemed unaware at first, but the tell-tale signs that she always got hit her before anyone else realised the spirit was there. The atmosphere became alive with psychic information that ran along her nerve endings and drew her attention away from the delicious scenario opening up with her two hosts. She felt unwilling to lose the impetus of the moment and she was torn, but when a ghost present she was unable to do anything but engage with it.
“Keep talking to me,” she whispered as suggestively as she could, and winked at them.
“I figure I’m right,” Jai said, who latched on to her message. “Two men at once, that’s what Faye means. Three in a bed.”
“Okay, I get it,” Garth replied.
Three in a bed, with these two. Faye’s pulse tripped at the idea of it. What with that and the psychic activity in the room, she felt positively wired—lit up like a Christmas tree.
Peering into the gloomy corridor she saw the ghost materialising. Jai was right, it was a woman. At first Faye saw her as a haze of light, then as a figure outlined in a halo of luminosity in the darkness. As she moved closer to the area where they were gathered, Faye again urged the men to keep speaking while she concentrated on the paranormal occupant of the house.
The first thing she noticed was the woman’s style of dress. Because it was a Victorian house Faye had expected someone from a more distant historic era. Instead the woman wore fashion straight out of the 1960s. A fuchsia coloured mini dress that was edged at the hemline and neckline with black. Her hair was piled high on her head with a corkscrew teased down on either side, framing her face. The most striking thing about her, however, was the way she was focused on the two men.
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FAYE’S SPIRIT
Saskia Walker
26
“It depends on the line
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