Free Good Will Ghost Hunting: Hell's Bells [Good Will Ghost Hunting 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Tymber Dalton

it.”
    “You’re sure?”
    “Absolutely. Now quit feeling guilty and go back to sleep. You and I are fine, as I already told you.”
    “Thanks.” She said good-bye and returned to bed. She didn’t, however, fall asleep again for several hours.

Chapter Five
     
    An hour after returning from the cemetery with Kal, Aidan nervously fidgeted before finally giving in and returning to Jeff’s office. It was late afternoon, and Gery was the only other person left in the building.
    Jeff looked up from his monitor as Aidan closed the door behind him. When Jeff smiled it carried Aidan’s heart.
    If he wasn’t in love with this man, he was damned close.
    “What’s up, Aid?”
    “Feel like going out for dinner tonight?”
    Jeff eagerly nodded. “Sure!”
    Aidan’s throat dried up. “My treat. I thought maybe I’d…you know…pick you up?”
    “That’d be great.” Aidan hesitated. “What?” Jeff asked when Aidan didn’t speak .
    “I really like going out with you.”
    Jeff’s smile broadened, if possible. “I really like going out with you, too.”
    If he couldn’t say it , then he was a chicken of the highest order. “I don’t want you to think I’m not interested in you because we haven’t…you know…done much. I’m trying to do things the right way with you. The honorable way.”
    “I know. I appreciate it.”
    “I’m not seeing anyone else either, okay? Just so you know.”
    Jeff stood, walked around his desk, and hugged Aidan. Suddenly, Aidan felt like all was right in the world, as if a curtain of calm dropped over him. He hugged Jeff back.
    He didn’t want to let go.
    “I don’t want to screw this up,” Aidan admitted. “This is going to sound stupid and corny, but I’ve never had a relationship like this before. I mean, a real relationship.”
    “I kind of got that impression.”
    Aidan laughed. “How?”
    Jeff smiled. “You act like you’re scared witless.”
    “No!” Aidan stepped back, panicked. “No, really, I’m not!”
    “I meant in a good way. You look and act like I feel.”
    “I… What?”
    Jeff reached up and smoothed Aidan’s hair. “I think this is how we’re supposed to feel. So what time?”
    “Huh?”
    Jeff pulled Aidan’s arms around him. “What time are you picking me up?”
    “Seven?”
    Jeff nodded. “I’ll be ready.” He stretched up and brushed a kiss across Aidan’s lips. Aidan fought the urge to spirit them both to his house and make love to him all night long.
    Too soon. He didn’t want to rush. For once, dammit, he would have something like everyone else had.
    Something special.
     
    * * * *
     
    Aidan gave up trying to do anything requiring concentration before he headed home. He couldn’t get Jeff’s blue eyes out of his mind, the feel of the man’s body pressed against him.
    He seriously considered trying to take things farther that night, then decided against it. It would be murder on his balls, but it wasn’t like he hadn’t taken matters in hand before, so to speak, after spending time with Jeff.
    The reality of the situation slammed home as Aidan drove home to get ready. Love. He was in love. Even better, he was in love with someone who wanted more than a fast fuck and who was willing to take things as slow as he was.
    He changed clothes several times, wanting to look nice for Jeff. He settled on a sedate button-up shirt and jeans. Aidan smiled as he buttoned the shirt. It was new . H e’d bought it a few weeks earlier when he took Jeff shopping with him.
    “You’re a handsome man,” Jeff had said. “The wild shirts are great. I’m not saying you should stop wearing them, it’s who you are. I love your wild shirts. There’s more to you than a party animal, and every once in a while it’s nice to see that side, too.”
    I hope Jeff likes how I’m dressed.
    It struck Aidan squarely between the eyes that he’d never, ever thought that before. For anyone. He’d never given a shit what others thought about his clothes. He