Squeaking this in at the last minute as I battle deadlines. Happy Halloween everyone. Have a little more of my ghostly story These Haunted Hills
Josh blushed. “Sorry. I’m used to talking with people who’ve ghost hunted before. I don’t want to get into lecture mode because people don’t seem to like that.”
“If it comes down to me getting slapped by an angry ghost, feel free to lecture.”
“Noted. Another kiss is out of the question?”
“Probably unless you want to start something you won’t want to finish here.”
Josh laughed. “No, definitely no outdoor sex. I don’t find it sexy, not when you think about twigs jamming sensitive spots and ticks.”
“And on that note, I’m ready to head back to the car. Or at least that little beach.”
Josh took his hand. “Your wish is my command.”
A drive by posting for this. I’ve been so insanely busy that I haven’t been able to keep up with editing this story which is driving me nuts. So here is more of These Haunted Hills. The guys are at Lake Alma on a little island in the middle of the lake
Famous last words. Brendan wasn’t sure that he’d ever have Josh’s capacity for wandering the woods. He was a little bit bored. Josh wasn’t lying when he said there wasn’t much left out on the island. He couldn’t picture any of the things Josh had said was out there. It was all just trees now. “There doesn’t seem to be much left.”
“Not at all. We probably won’t see anything by eye.” Josh shrugged. “I thought you’d just enjoy seeing the locale. There is a little bit of history to be found online about this place if you wanted things contemporary to your own fictional hotel.”
“Yeah, glad we came out here. Pretty isolated,” Brendan said.
“A little.” Josh closed the distance between them. He slipped his arms around Brendan, drawing him in for a kiss.
Tender and slow the kiss drove all thoughts of the woods being boring from his mind. “What if the ghosts mind?” he asked afterwards.
Josh took a step back. “That’s a concern, actually. Something I should have remembered at the hotel. They can feed on strong emotion. They’re not known to be violent out here. We might want to behave at the hotel.?
“You and I need to sit down and talk about this habit of yours of telling me pertinent info after the fact.”
Still chasing my own tail. I hate this feeling but I do have good news. The knee seems to be healing well and I went to the Bob Evans Farm Fest to relax a little so that was nice.
Picking up with These Haunted Hills. They’re outside the Wells home trying to get EVPs (as the home is boarded up)
“Did you get an EVP of Wells?” He glared after the dog. “We’re not going to get any tonight.”
“Hell no, not with all that noise. And no, I did get a few but nothing that leads me to believe it was Wells.”
“Can I hear them when we get home?”
Josh balked. Brendan could practically hear the wheels turning in his head. “One or two I guess. Not sure I have them all.”
“Why don’t you want me to hear them?” He didn’t point out again that Josh was a bad liar. He knew it.
“Honestly because one of them is a little kid calling for her daddy.”
Brendan caught his breath and sad nothing for several long moments. “Yeah I don’t want to hear that.”
October, my favorite month. Maybe I can keep on track with a ghost story this month. I am so overwhelmed as of late that I am not able to keep all the balls in the air.
Continuing with These Haunted Hills. Brendan and Josh are still talking. They do that a lot.
Athens is way more liberal than here. Just keep that in mind in case you suddenly can’t keep your hands off this fine body.” Josh let go of the steering wheel so he could gesture to himself with one hand effectively lightening the mood.
“It’ll be an effort but it’ll restrain myself,” Brendan replied dryly.
Josh chuckled. “Hey if your ghost hunter is anything like me, just don’t let the ghosts do rude things to me.”
“Wait, that can happen?”
“In theory. I can say I’ve never had it happen though I swear someone groped me once. Could have been Cass or Hunter messing with me though.”
“Any of you pull that on me, you will DIE in the book.”