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

“I’ll tell her you’re here and she can come out. Then we will decide what to do. All right?”
    Will’s jaw tightly clenched, but he finally nodded. “Okay.”
    “Right.” Ryan walked inside and closed his eyes, easily tracking her. He didn’t want to intrude , and a few doors down he stopped in the hallway.
    “ Love, how is he? Answer silently.”
    He caught her surprise and she replied, “ We’re waiting for tests. He’s awake.”
    “ Will is outside. He can’t come in here just yet, you know. Can you come out for a moment?”
    “ I’ll be right there. Where are you?”
    “ In the hall, a few doors down.”
    Kal’s voice drifted from an open doorway as she murmured something to her parents. Then her footsteps sounded on the linoleum and she was standing by his side. Her eyes looked red, her face puffy. He ached for her, wanted to put his arms around her and knew that would only make matters worse if Will saw him with her like that or smelled his scent stronger on her than it already was.
    He fell in step with her and led her outside to where he’d parked the car. Will leaned against the trunk, his arms crossed. When she saw him , she ran to him and he hugged her.
    As it should be.
    Ryan watched them for a moment, letting them have their greeting. When he approached, Will lifted his head.
    “Thanks, Ryan.” Will’s emotion-choked voice opened a little hope that maybe one day Ryan could have his soul brothers back.
    He wasn’t hoping too much. It was still raw and painful to see his old love, even two lives and eons distant, in the arms of another man.
    “Of course.” He handed Will the car keys. “Keep this, you’ll need it. I would suggest you wait another hour or so before going inside, say that I made changes to the schedule or something and flew you up unexpectedly. ”
    Kal was so embedded in the comfort of her soul mate’s arms that she didn’t move. “Thank you, Ry,” she mumbled against Will’s chest.
    “You’re welcome.” He walked around the car, then bent over as if to tie his shoes. He disappeared, returning to Atlanta.
    After a long moment Kal mumbled, “I should get back in there. I don’t want to miss talking to his doctors.” She sighed. “I won’t want to leave you if I stay here too long.”
    After a few minutes, Will gently untangled her from him and walked her to the ER entrance. “I’ll be inside in an hour. If you need me, come outside and I’ll be here.”
    She kissed him one last time , and he watched her walk away. The jealous soul mate in him smelled Ryan on her, but he closed his eyes and let rational thought take over. Ryan had done the right thing, the smart thing. Kal had been understandably upset. Ryan took care of her for him—as he’d promised—until Will arrived. Ryan had hugged her, nothing more. Will wouldn’t begrudge that despite the strange internal alarm wanting to stir his anger and jealousy.
    He returned to the car and called Ryan on his cell.
    “How is she?”
    “She’s okay.” This took a lot out of Will, although slowly readjusting his attitude toward Ryan after all these countless years was gradually becoming easier. “Thank you.”
    Ryan paused, apparently taken aback. “Will, I keep my word. When I told you I would help, I meant it. You should know that.”
    “I just…” Will pinched the bridge of his nose and took a long, deep breath before slowly letting it out. “I will get along with you for Kal’s sake. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t know if I can ever get over what you did. So don’t read more into what I’m saying than I mean. I do appreciate you looking after her for me. That’s all I wanted to say.”
    Ryan paused again. “I had my reasons when I left. I’m sorry that I cannot elaborate. You have to trust that I have a job to do as head of The Firm. Please tell Kal that if she needs me, she can summon me.”
    He hung up, leaving Will to stare at the phone. Will never understood why Abby got along with