card was also in his writing.
Sorry this is so late, but I kind of wanted it that way. Don’t bother asking around, I swore the person to secrecy and it could have been any of our friends. Consider it a Halloween miracle. Boo! :) I wanted to wait a couple of years before springing these on you, when I suspected you’d both be a little stronger, more healing behind you. I love you both and want you to know how proud I am of both of you. I write this not knowing what lies ahead for me, obviously, but if there’s any way for me to keep tabs on you both and watch from the wings, believe me, I will. I’m kinky like that. Hey, I get to be a voyeur! :) (Sorry. Couldn’t resist that, either.) Enjoy your life together knowing that’s exactly what I wanted to happen. Love — K.
He handed her the card to read as he stared at the tags in his hand.
Kaden the control freak strikes again.
Not that he minded.
It was nice to have these little nudges from the hereafter every once in a while. He wasn’t a religious man himself, so he had no clue where the essence of Kaden now resided, or if it still existed at all.
But having these little gifts meant the world to Seth. He could pretend it meant Kaden was doing exactly that—watching them live their lives and happy for them for moving on.
His friend wasn’t a bullshitter. He knew if Kaden said it, Kaden meant it.
He added one of the tags to the collar Leah now wore and gave it a little jingle with his finger. “You all right?”
She sadly smiled. “Yeah.” She looked up at him. “I didn’t think we’d ever see another one of these. I’m kind of glad we did.” She returned the card to him.
“I know. Me, too.”
She glanced over her shoulder at the lanai. “You want to hear something stupid that I don’t feel quite so stupid for saying now?”
“What?”
She turned to look at him again. “What if we were seeing him?”
“Who, Kaden?”
“Yeah. His ghost or whatever.”
He didn’t respond.
Her eyes narrowed. “You saw him, too, didn’t you? Admit it.”
“I don’t know what I saw. We had a lot of people here tonight. He could have been a one-plus for someone and we missed it. Maybe he was just shy.”
She arched an eyebrow at him. “I saw him standing on the fucking pool deck a few minutes ago. You did, too. That’s why you’re suddenly in urban commando mode. Admit it.”
“I don’t know what I saw,” he repeated. “And I have an excuse for seeing things. Mallory rang my bell good earlier. I could have a concussion for all I know.”
She stood and kissed him. “Well, since we’re both seeing things, let’s head to bed and get some sleep. Maybe tomorrow morning when we wake up you can make me see stars.”
She cast a sultry smile over her shoulder at him as she headed down the hall toward their bedroom.
Seth paused, the card and envelope in one hand, the tags in the other, and stared at Kaden’s urn.
“Happy Halloween, buddy,” he softly said. “Hope you got a kick out of watching everyone. It would have been your kind of party.”
With the back of his right hand, the one holding the card and envelope, he gently stroked the side of the urn before following Leah down the hall to their bedroom.
THE END
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Sorry this is so late, but I kind of wanted it that way. Don’t bother asking around, I swore the person to secrecy and it could have been any of our friends. Consider it a Halloween miracle. Boo! :) I wanted to wait a couple of years before springing these on you, when I suspected you’d both be a little stronger, more healing behind you. I love you both and want you to know how proud I am of both of you. I write this not knowing what lies ahead for me, obviously, but if there’s any way for me to keep tabs on you both and watch from the wings, believe me, I will. I’m kinky like that. Hey, I get to be a voyeur! :) (Sorry. Couldn’t resist that, either.) Enjoy your life together knowing that’s exactly what I wanted to happen. Love — K.
He handed her the card to read as he stared at the tags in his hand.
Kaden the control freak strikes again.
Not that he minded.
It was nice to have these little nudges from the hereafter every once in a while. He wasn’t a religious man himself, so he had no clue where the essence of Kaden now resided, or if it still existed at all.
But having these little gifts meant the world to Seth. He could pretend it meant Kaden was doing exactly that—watching them live their lives and happy for them for moving on.
His friend wasn’t a bullshitter. He knew if Kaden said it, Kaden meant it.
He added one of the tags to the collar Leah now wore and gave it a little jingle with his finger. “You all right?”
She sadly smiled. “Yeah.” She looked up at him. “I didn’t think we’d ever see another one of these. I’m kind of glad we did.” She returned the card to him.
“I know. Me, too.”
She glanced over her shoulder at the lanai. “You want to hear something stupid that I don’t feel quite so stupid for saying now?”
“What?”
She turned to look at him again. “What if we were seeing him?”
“Who, Kaden?”
“Yeah. His ghost or whatever.”
He didn’t respond.
Her eyes narrowed. “You saw him, too, didn’t you? Admit it.”
“I don’t know what I saw. We had a lot of people here tonight. He could have been a one-plus for someone and we missed it. Maybe he was just shy.”
She arched an eyebrow at him. “I saw him standing on the fucking pool deck a few minutes ago. You did, too. That’s why you’re suddenly in urban commando mode. Admit it.”
“I don’t know what I saw,” he repeated. “And I have an excuse for seeing things. Mallory rang my bell good earlier. I could have a concussion for all I know.”
She stood and kissed him. “Well, since we’re both seeing things, let’s head to bed and get some sleep. Maybe tomorrow morning when we wake up you can make me see stars.”
She cast a sultry smile over her shoulder at him as she headed down the hall toward their bedroom.
Seth paused, the card and envelope in one hand, the tags in the other, and stared at Kaden’s urn.
“Happy Halloween, buddy,” he softly said. “Hope you got a kick out of watching everyone. It would have been your kind of party.”
With the back of his right hand, the one holding the card and envelope, he gently stroked the side of the urn before following Leah down the hall to their bedroom.
THE END
WWW.TYMBERDALTON.COM
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Tymber Dalton lives in the Tampa Bay region of Florida with her husband (aka “The World’s Best Husband™”) and too many pets. Active in the BDSM lifestyle, the two-time EPIC winner is also the bestselling author of over seventy-five books, including The Reluctant Dom , The Denim Dom , Cardinal’s Rule , the Suncoast Society series, the Love Slave for Two series, the Triple Trouble series, the Coffeeshop Coven series, the Good Will Ghost Hunting series, the Drunk Monkeys series, and many more.
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