Haunting Melody St. Claire

Chapter Five

Melody stirred when Travis pulled her up against him so her head rested on his chest. "Wow. That was incredible."

"I'm out of practice."

She ran her cheek against his skin. "I doubt that."

He chuckled and stroked her hair. "The last time I had sex the most popular opening movie was E.T." He pressed a kiss on top of her head.

She did a quick calculation in her mind. "That was over thirty years ago."

"Yeah." He tucked a finger under her chin. "I'm a ghost, remember? What about you?"

"What do you want to know?" She rolled so she could see him.

"No relationships?" His jaw was tight.

She arched an eyebrow. "Not for a long while."

"Is that so?" He hauled her up for a kiss that left them both weak. "Just so you know, I don't share."

She kissed him back. "I don't either." There was more force behind the words than she'd intended, but she couldn't draw it back.

He made a small noise of pleasure and kissed her again, a slow slide of his lips against hers. She could do this every day of her life. I'm falling in love with a ghost.

Melody hid her distress against his throat.

"Ever been married?"

She shook her head. "Nope. You?"

"Almost." He sounded amused. "I was hours away from tying the knot."

Melody sat up. "Tell me you weren't on your way to the wedding when you got in a wreck."

He grinned. "I wasn't."

"Then what happened?"

"I'm telling the story, beautiful." He sat up and rolled them so that he trapped her against the mattress. Languorous interest uncoiled in her lower stomach. His naked body fit her in all the right places. She was caught in his gaze. At that moment he seemed so alive. The sad ache in her chest wouldn't leave. He pulled away. "Where was I?"

"Almost married."

"Right." He rolled onto his back and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I wanted to and she didn't. No one knew until she was caught in a compromising situation with my cousin."

That surprised her. "You're kidding."

"Nope. My cousin was still in high school. He had no idea what he'd gotten himself into." He glanced at her with a sad grin. "So to speak."

She ran her hand along his chest. "What a bitch."

"Yeah. I was lucky."

A lucky man didn't lose his life as young as he did.

"I was engaged for about a minute."

He looked at her in surprise. "Really?"

"Yep. He was perfect." She ticked off the requirements. "Nice car. Great job. Stable. Dependable."

"Dependable? Sounds like a collie."

She shrugged. The old pain had faded to almost nothing. "Yeah. We were perfect for each other. Everyone said so."

He tucked stray hair behind her ear. "What happened?"

"I wanted kids and he didn't so it was a deal-breaker for me."

"That's a shame. You would have been a fabulous mother."

She snorted. "I'm still young. Besides, we can always adopt." She fluttered her eyelashes at him.