Double Dating with the Dead by Karen Kelley

I’ve been kind of bored lately.” Wesley looked thoughtful.
    â€œOh, now I bore you?”
    When he turned toward her, he gave her a slow, sexy look that warmed her glow to a mellow yellow. “Darlin’, you won’t ever bore me, and if I had a body, I’d show you just how much you don’t bore me.”
    He was a sweet talker, that was for sure, but wasn’t that what had drawn her to him from the very start? She cleared her mind and drew in a deep breath. “So, what are we going to do first?”
    If they couldn’t have sex, then they could at least have fun. And this was going to be a lot of fun now that Wesley had come around to her way of thinking.
    She looked at Trent as he sat on the porch, quite unconcerned. Selena had tried to tell him there were such things as ghosts, but he wouldn’t believe her. It was almost a shame to burst his bubble—almost.

Chapter 8
    T rent closed the door to his room before answering his phone. He wasn’t taking any chances. Not that he wouldn’t put it past Selena to plaster herself against his door just to see if he was talking about her.
    â€œTrent here,” he said after bringing the cell phone to his ear.
    â€œYou’re still alive. Amazing,” Tye said. “I know I managed to live with you all these years, but it was sort of a have-to situation with us being brothers and all, but I figured Selena would’ve done away with you by now.”
    â€œYou’re so damn funny I can’t stop laughing,” he said with more than a touch of dry sarcasm.
    â€œI’ve always thought I had a rare talent. Maybe I should’ve been a comedian—have my own television show.”
    â€œYeah, so I could turn you off.”
    â€œThat was an old one, bro. It’s like I told you, no sense of humor anymore. You’ve gone stale.”
    â€œMaybe because I don’t have anything to laugh about.”
    â€œOkay, then have you seen any ghosts yet?”
    Sometimes Tye could be a real pain in the ass. Why women flocked to his little brother was still a mystery to him.
    â€œI take it that’s a no?”
    â€œWhat do you think?”
    Something clunked outside his door.
    He jumped, then smiled. Caught in the act. He eased to the door. He had her now.
    â€œYeah, Selena is real crazy or one of the best con artists I’ve ever had the misfortune to run across.”
    â€œHey, I can hear you. Stop yelling. You almost busted my eardrum.”
    He flung his door open. “Gotcha!”
    Empty.
    He peered down the hall both ways. Odd, he could’ve sworn he heard Selena right outside his door.
    â€œI think you’re losing it, bro. What the hell are you doing?”
    â€œI thought I heard Selena eavesdropping.” He walked down the hallway and to the landing. Selena was just coming in from outside, and she was talking on her phone.
    â€œNo, Mom, I really don’t need any food.” She grimaced. “What? Pizza. No, we shared. Yes, I’m eating salads. Mom, I’m fine, really.” She glanced up, but quickly looked away when she saw he was watching her.
    â€œMaybe it was a ghost,” Tye offered.
    Trent raised the phone to his ear. “What?”
    â€œI said that it might have been a ghost.”
    â€œGo to bed, Tye.”
    â€œCan’t. I have a date with Cindy later.”
    Trent glanced at his watch as he headed for his room. “It’s almost ten.”
    â€œYeah, that’s when the fun starts. Don’t you know midnight is the witching hour?”
    â€œSince I’m hunting imaginary ghosts, I won’t have anything to worry about—unless Paige shows up. Good night.” He closed his phone at the same time that he walked inside his room.
    He could’ve sworn he’d heard someone outside his door. As he’d said earlier today, it was an old hotel. The foundation was probably shifting. That was how a lot of ghost stories