Page 28 of Possess Me! (I Want You To)

“To be fair, baby, you’re a little emotional.”

“Well yes,” I agreed, “But I’m working on it. Working through my emotions is healthy, right?”

“Of course.”

“So yeah. This—the ghost thing? It’s real. And it has absolutely nothing to do with that—or Hunter. Hunter can go suck a dick covered in warts for all I care.”

“Ew.”

“I’m emotional, not delusional, Violet. When I told you I was being fucking haunted I meant it.”

“I believe you.”

“Yeah, but only after I told you about the sex. Which—what’s up with that?” I blinked, “Ghost sex, I mean. I didn’t even know that was possible. Is this like a common thing? Do ghosts just walk around and decide to fuck people all the time?”

“It’s not unheard of.” She was quiet for a few seconds that felt like lifetimes before she exhaled raggedly, concern leaking into her tone. “I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to interact with your ghost, Luca. Something about this is just…not right.”

Ah. So now she believed me.

Weird.

Maybe the ghost-fucking was more common than I’d thought?

“Sure, yeah. You’re right. I probably shouldn’t have sex with something I don’t understand, right?” Lies. Yeah, right. As if I was going to suddenly not crave Prudence’s touch just because she told me it was dangerous. You know what was also dangerous? Even more dangerous than ghosts? A serious lack of orgasms. I was suffering. I had tons of pleasure I needed to catch up on.

“I’m serious. If I need to come home I’ll—” Cockblock me? No, thank you.

“Thanks, but I’ve got this. No more ghost-dicking for me.”

“You swear?”

“Abso-posu-tutely.” Lies, more lies. Oh my god. I wasn’t normally this shady, but fuck. I would give Prudence up over my dead body, literally.

“Chances are if he’s there he wants something from you—” Orgasms. “And it’s better if you limit your interactions as much as possible while I figure out how to get rid of him—”

“Woah.” I blinked, alarm making my chest tight, and my hands clammy as I sat up straight in my chair, soggy cereal still sitting abandoned. “Wait, what? Get rid of him?”

“Of course. That’s what you wanted—” She plowed forward and a sick feeling of loss filled me at the thought of Prudence disappearing. She was right though. As far as she knew that was what I wanted. For nearly two weeks that’s all I’d talked about. But now…things were different.

I had bruises to prove it.

“That’s really not necessary. He’s not bothering me.” Maybe I sounded too frantic, but I couldn’t help myself.

“Luca.” Violet’s voice darkened, a thread of fear and trepidation sneaking in. “You need to let him go.”

“It’s only been two weeks, it’s not like I’m attached. Who cares if he sticks around a little longer?” Lies, lies, lies.

“If I need to fly home early I will. We’ll take care of this together. You’re…well. Never mind. I just mean—after everything you’ve gone through this year—this isn’t a healthy place for you to be in. With a normal dude? Sure. With a ghost? Absolutely not. They aren’t what you think they are.”

They’re better?

Sexier?

Meaner?

Sign me the fuck up.

“He can’t be that dangerous.”

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