Page 82 of Treasure and Tarot

“You don’t have to do that. I don’t think I have the energy for it either.” Sebastian put his hand on his lower back and arched his neck, his head falling behind him. “My lower back is hurting.”

“I can rub that for you while you sit on my lap in the shower.” He beamed at his husband, which still had the best sound to it.

“Well then, let’s get our kid in bed, huh?”

He liked that, too. A lot, in fact.

Our kid.

As they walked up to the porch, the curtain in the window twitched, and Colton immediately tensed, pausing on the stoop. “Do you think there’s someone in the house?”

Sebastian blinked at him. “Love, it’s our house. There’s always someone in there. Likealways, the ghosts are always inside with or without us. They worry when we’re not there, especially at night, especially with the baby.”

“Like the unborn baby or Abby?”

He got a look that was one hundred percent humor the lunatic. “Does it matter? All I’m saying is that it’ll be hard tonight, you watch.”

It blew his mind that Sebastian could be so blasé about it.

“It’s going to be a hard night. Ghosts don’t like it when we’re outside and it’s dark. No big deal. I’m not going to worry about it.”

Sure enough, when they went inside, one of the bookshelves had been emptied, and the books were stacked floor to ceiling.

“Wow. Uh. Do you mind if I call Law over to get this?”

Sebastian tilted his head. “I thought we were going to take a shower.”

“Babe, you have a major ghost thing going on here.”

Sebastian again looked at him like he’d lost his mind, then he got a smile and a shrug. “All right, I’ll take her upstairs and put her to bed. I’m going to go get in the shower. I’m freezing. If you need to call Law, call Law. You can call all of them. I don’t mind, but I’m going to get warm.”

Sebastian didn’t sound particularly angry. He just took Abby from him and headed up the stairs, whistling softly.

Well damn it. Was he supposed to call Law and record this, or was he supposed to go upstairs and have a shower?

He grabbed his phone and started videotaping. That would work. That was half work, half not, right?

“So, we were out at a Christmas Stroll in the town next to the Junction, and this is what I came home to. It was not like this when we left. I have been informed reliably by my husband that the ghosts don’t like it when we’re outside after dark, especially with the baby. I’m not sure if he’s talking about the unborn baby or Abby. I’m assuming Abby, but I just had to record this and show everyone what we came home to.”

He stopped the recording and then he sent it to his team.

He thought about heading upstairs, but if he was going to have to come unlock the door, he was going to stay down here so he didn’t have to do stairs. He wasn’t sure why he ended up marrying a man with a house that had three stories. In retrospect, it might not have been the wisest thing. But he knewthat Sebastian wasn’t going to leave, so his knee was just going to have to get better.

Sure enough, his phone started pinging wildly and there was a knock on the door before he could even answer the phone, Law and Gent standing there. Law had the camera.

“Where is it?”

“It’s right here.”

“Wow, that’s impressive.” Gent kind of just stared. “Your ghosts have fascinating stacking potential. If they would like to come over to my house and put books into shelves, I would really appreciate it. Or they could hang curtains.”

Colton shook his head, but he had to ask. “Did I mention that the curtains moved when we walked up?”

They both shook their heads, and Law asked, “They moved?”

“Yeah, when we came home, the curtains twitched. Sebastian said not to worry about it. That the spirits didn’t like it when we went outside after dark with the baby.”

“Did he mean the unborn baby?” Law asked.

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