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

me that night,” he said, his voice more forceful than Will expected. “I don’t know why I left there feeling the way I do. I know that guy didn’t cause whatever’s physically wrong with me, because I think I know why I’m having headaches. I’d been having them long before that night. That doctor already knows, I can sense it. He’s just not telling us yet.” He paused. “There’s something supernatural about you. I’m not sure I like the idea of you marrying my daughter.”
    “I understand and respect that, sir.”
    The Reverend studied him. “You’re not in your forties, are you? You’re a lot older than that.”
    Will studied his hands and didn’t answer.
    Then the Reverend reached out and grabbed Will’s upper arm with a strength Will didn’t think the fragile man could possess.
    “You will protect her? Like that guy said?”
    Will looked into the Reverend’s eyes again and nodded. He was too stunned to contemplate how the Reverend now seemed imparted with new insight. “With my very life. We all will. You have my word.”
    “Laura insists an angel came to her and told her she’d have Kal.”
    Will froze, hoping his body language didn’t reveal too much. “Did she?”
    “That girl is special, son. She’s blessed. I can’t stop her from marrying you. However, it’s obvious she loves you. As much as I don’t want you marrying her, I have a feeling you love her just as much as she loves you.”
    He nodded. “I do. With my life.”
    “Then that’s all I can ask, isn’t it?”
    “I’m sorry we didn’t meet under happier circumstances, Reverend.”
    The other man finally smiled and relaxed against his pillow. “For Kal and Laura’s sake, you can call me Dad. That will make them happy.”
    Will smiled. “Thanks, Dad.”
    When Kal and Laura nervously returned a short time later, Kal let out a sigh of relief when Will winked. He didn’t want to send her any thoughts around the Reverend, not sure if the man could tune in or not.
    He might have to break down and ask Ryan more details about all of this. An angel?
    Will thought that shtick went out of vogue after Jesus and the Virgin Mary.
     
    * * * *
     
    They stayed in the room when Reverend Martin was taken for the MRI. Kal cuddled in Will’s lap, her eyes closed, reluctant to move. She didn’t know what crazy stuff happened between her and Will, but a physical sensation of soothing calm enveloped her when she had contact with him, similar to but a bazillion times stronger than what she felt when Ryan had consoled her.
    She wouldn’t question it. He was the only thing keeping her sane.
    The MRI took over an hour. Already after ten o’clock, Will doubted they’d get conclusive results tonight and tried to persuade the women to go home. When the nurse arrived to take the Reverend’s vital signs, she confirmed that it would be morning before they got the results.
    Kenneth convinced the women to go home. Will had Kal drive her mom and followed in the corporate car. He waited for them to go inside before he popped home, quickly packed, and returned with two overnight bags for them.
    He was prepared to sleep in the guestroom instead of with Kal in her old room, but Laura Martin insisted.
    “Will, don’t be silly,” she said with a forced smile. “You two are going to be married. I don’t share all of my husband’s views.” She patted Will on the arm. “Besides, I have a feeling the two of you aren’t in a romantic mood anyway.”
    Will thought Kal might cry when they went to bed, but she curled in his arms and fell asleep, leaving him with his thoughts. Ryan had been there for her when she needed him. Part of Will wanted to summon jealousy and was at odds with the part of him that still missed his soul brother, even this many years later. That part of him felt grateful and wanted to thank Ryan for taking care of Kal in his absence.
    The same part of him that wanted to thank Ryan for trying to protect Abby that afternoon.
    He