Lord William Ashenhurst is cursed to walk the earth, forced to observe and never know the touch of a living being, until he meets Isabel Derrington. They dare to love, bridging the gap between this world and the next.
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The Wild Rose Press
August 15, 2006
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Excerpt from Chaste Kiss by Jo Barrett
Her eyes froze on the shadowy corner near the door. Was there someone there?
No, of course not. If there were, her uncle and Constance would see him, wouldn't they? She pressed her trembling hand over her eyes.
"Are you sure you're all right?" her uncle asked.
Peering between her fingers at his worried expression, she forced a smile to her lips. "I'm fine. I think I'll rest a while." Yes, that's what she needed. Lots of rest.
Isabel clutched the covers to her chest. She'd just overdone it with the bath, and Chad's visit, and all the excitement about her shop. Of course that's what it was. And those pain killers. She couldn't forget those.
Releasing the death grip she had on the coverlet, she settled back against the headboard, but her uncle and Constance continued to watch her warily.
"Really. I'm fine. I'm going to lie back and forget the entire incident," she said, trying to reassure them.
A flash of white caught her eye. Oh, God. He was there in the corner amid the shadows.
"You call us if you need anything," Constance said.
Isabel nodded, staring at the dim figure standing with his arms folded across his chest. They really had talked during the night. She hadn't been dreaming. A full-fledged ghost haunted Derrington Manor.
No, she had to be hallucinating. There was no such thing as ghosts.