Page 38 of Ghost

Again, I remained silent.

“I know Toby’s asleep. I don’t want to wake him, but...”

With that, I swung the door open and stepped out into the hall. Trying my best to seem unbothered, I forced a smile and said, “What?”

“You okay?”

“Yes. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t know. You just seemed kind of upset back there.”

“Nope. I was just fine.”

“You sure about that?” he pushed. “’Cause if I didn’t know better, I’d say that you were pretty bothered. And if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were still pretty bothered.”

I pressed my lips together as I mumbled, “Nnn-nope. I’m juuu-st fine.”

“You’re mad,” he continued like I hadn’t said a word. “But what do you have to be mad about?”

“I’m not mad.”

“The girls? Were you mad that they were hanging out with us? Ah, damn. Were you jealous?”

“Of course not.”

“I don’t know.I think maybe you were.”

“Well, I think you had one too many shots.”

“Baby, I could’ve had that entire fifth and could still see that fire in your eyes.”

He was right.

I was a little jealous that he was with the women.

But there was no way I was going to let him know that. “You need to stop.”

“I will as soon as you admit it.”

“There’s nothing to admit.” I eased my door open and started back into the room. “I’m going to bed.”

“Hold up.” He reached for the door, blocking me from closing it. “Just so we’re clear, you got nothing to be jealous about. Wewere just playing cards. None of us were looking for anything to happen, especially me.”

“Thanks for clearing that up.” I tried pushing the door closed, but Ghost held it open. “Goodnight, Ghost.”

He moved his hand, but he didn’t leave.

He just stood there, staring at me with that sexy little smirk as I closed the door.

Damn.

Ghost

“I talked to Antonia.”

“And?”

“She was pretty torn up,” Memphis answered. “You know how she loves Mom. It got her all torn up to hear about her losing the house. It was even harder knowing that her father was the reason she’d lost it. She feels all kinds of guilty about it.”

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