She grabbed him and pulled him in, twisting her legs around his body (which pinched a bit—she’d intentionally worn jeans that were too tight). “Did that really happen?”
“Of course. Hindi sex She’s scared enough.”
“All right. “You shouldn’t have put all that gross stuff in the bedroom, nor done that thing with the clothes. But…hell yeah, I’d LOVE if something scary happened. “…and when the boyfriend came around to open the door, the killer’s bloody hook was dangling from the handle,” Jill said. I want to try something.”
He half-jumped when she undid his belt buckle, but then settled back in. Jill shrugged, and her chains rattled. “I can’t believe I never thought of it before. This was the most secret, salacious thing she’d ever imagined; to be confident and daring, like the women she’d seen on the computer or the older cousins who had explained certain things to her. Both ghosts yawned as the sun came up, and
