Ghoul of My Dreams (Larue Donavan Series Book 4)

Ghoul of My Dreams (Larue Donavan Series Book 4) by Rose Pressey Read Free Book Online

Book: Ghoul of My Dreams (Larue Donavan Series Book 4) by Rose Pressey Read Free Book Online
Authors: Rose Pressey
restaurant in town,” Callahan said.
    “Oh, I would have loved that,” I said.
    “We’ll go soon. Just let me know when you want to go and we’re there.” Callahan touched my chin with his index finger.
    Roger hurried down the steps. “Good, maybe if we hurry home I can catch the last of the game.”
    I had news for him, Mindy and I were going to watch a good movie so she could take her mind off things. Maybe have some junk food and drinks, too.
    Mindy twisted the doorknob and it opened. “I need to get a couple things.”
    “I’ll be right behind you,” I said.
    Callahan cradled my head with his hands, leaned down, and softly placed a kiss on my lips. I opened my eyes and looked at him. The warm imprint of his lips lingered on my mouth.
    “Now that’s a kiss,” Marilyn said.
    “Do you want me to drive you all to your house?” Callahan asked.
    “That’s okay. We can take Mindy’s car. Everything will be fine,” I said.
    He studied my face for a moment as if he was trying to see if I was being honest. “Call me if you need anything.”
    I waved as Callahan climbed into his car and drove away. I walked inside to help Mindy gather her things. She emerged from the bedroom with a big bag packed.
    “How long does she think this will take?” Marilyn asked.
    I didn’t think it would take that long, but if it made Mindy feel better to bring half of her closet, then that was fine with me. She grabbed her car keys.
    “You’re never getting her to leave your house,” Roger said.
    I ignored him, and said, “Are you okay? I can drive your car if you want me to.”
    She handed me the keys. “Maybe that’s a good idea.”
    After Mindy locked the front door, we headed to her car. A few drops of rain still sputtered from the sky as if it was trying to downpour, but couldn’t get started. The wind had picked up making the tree branches sway. The rustling of the leaves sounded like the whisper of voices, only I couldn’t make out the words. I reached out to grab the door handle when suddenly the locks shut.
    “Did you do that?” I whispered.
    She shook her head. I punched the key fob again.
    “Maybe I accidentally hit it,” I said.
    I knew that I hadn’t though.
    Something was playing tricks with us.
    “I don’t think he wants you to leave,” Marilyn said.
    “Who?” I looked at her.
    She pointed toward Mindy’s house. I peered up, but didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.
    “Who was it?” I asked.
    “It was the same man,” she whispered.
    Her words sent a chill down my spine. Why was the man here? I thought we’d left him on the sidewalk in front of the bookstore. I didn’t think he’d actually follow Mindy home. I pushed to unlock the doors again, but nothing would happen.
    “Maybe it needs a new battery,” Mindy said.
    “Do you have the other one?” I asked. 
    “I think it’s in the kitchen.” She peered back at the house and I knew she didn’t want to go in there alone.
    “If you tell me where it is, I can go get it,” I said.
    “It’s in the top drawer by the refrigerator.” She pointed.
    “Okay, I’ll be right back.” I hurried up the path and to the front door.
    I shoved the key in and unlocked the door. I wanted to get the key fob and get out. The house was silent and the sensation of being watched followed me with every step. I could have brushed it off as my imagination, but it was never my imagination. Something or someone was observing me.
    When I reached the kitchen, I gasped when I saw that all the cabinet doors and drawers were open. There was no way Mindy had left them like that. What reason would she have to leave them open? I needed to check out the drawers as quickly as possible and then get out of there. One thing was for sure, I had a spirit problem on my hands.
    I inched into the kitchen, praying nothing would happen while I was there. The room was a lot bigger than I realized. It seemed like forever before I reached the cabinets. Peering into the opened

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