Good morning.” His lips quirked. “I nearly expired from old age, waiting to see if you would actually
knock on the damn thing. My heart couldn’t take it any longer.”
She lifted her chin and stepped inside, brushing past him as she did so. “So you are saying that if only I
had had a few beats more, I would finally have been rid of you?”
She caught his lazy grin as she passed. “I plan to haunt you even in the afterlife,” he whispered, the air of
his words brushing her ear, the door engaging behind her.

Autore: Anne Mallory