Restless Spirits
the headboard. Removing the restraints, she rubbed his wrists and peered down at the giant pile of man goo. A satiated look covered his face as she snuggled beside him, propped up onto her elbow.
    “Did you like it?” She watched his face, identifying the wide array of emotions flitting across his face.
    “I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard in my life.” He chuckled.
    “Careful, you’ll give me a big head.” She smiled, pleased he trusted her enough to let her be the dominant one during sex.
    “You’d deserve it.” He smoothed back stray locks of her hair and closed his eyes. “I don’t want this to end here, Demi. I’m not going to be able to sleep tonight until we talk about what’s going to happen.”
    “I don’t know what to say to that.” She didn’t want to shoot herself in the foot by saying the wrong thing, or mislead him in any way.
    “I’ll make it simple. Are you planning on pretending this never happened?”
    “No.” She shook her head. “I just don’t want to make promises I can’t keep.”
    “I don’t expect you to move in with me. I just want to continue dating. Can you do that?” His eyes pleaded with her and she melted.
    “You know I never could resist those eyes of yours, Pierce.”
    “I know you, Demi. I understand your fear and the catalyst. We’ll go slow, but you have to keep the lines of communication open.”
    She nodded and sighed. “I know. I’ll do my best. It’s not… I’m used to keeping it all surface.” The words burned her lips as they left. Admitting weakness felt like bearing her belly to a predator that could slash her clear through. She tentatively met his eyes, relieved when he remained silent. He ran his fingers through her hair. His acceptance made her believe maybe this would be worth the risk. No words were spoken as they relaxed and let sleep take them.

Chapter Seven
    As they packed their bags, Pierce felt a strange mixture of sadness and accomplishment. They had done more than role-play. They’d changed their lives. Still, uneasiness rested in the pit of his stomach. It seemed too cut-and-dried. What made Demi so special, Bronwyn decided to reveal her story after all this time?
    “You’re brooding.”
    He looked up and smiled. “No, just sad to be leaving.”
    “I’m surprised to hear you say that.” She smirked.
    “Smart-ass.”
    “Better than a dumbass any day. We did have an amazing time. You couldn’t have made it better.” She rested her head on his shoulder. “Thank you.”
    He smiled. “You’re welcome. I have one more surprise for you, if you’re ready to get out of here.”
    “More?”
    “Hey, this weekend was go big or go home.”
    “You keep impressing me.”
    He took her hands and led her from the room, eager to leave memories of the ghost behind them and solidify their new dating status.
    After an hour and a half on the road, he took a ramp off the freeway.
    “What are you up to?” she said.
    “Just wait. I guarantee you’ll figure it out.” They rounded a corner, and she gasped.
    “I know this road! I know where we are! This is the stretch of road used in the opening sequence to Seeker , isn’t it?”
    “Yes, ma’am.”
    “Ahh. This is fricking amazing!” She bounced in the passenger seat like an excited child. “We’re going to get out and take pictures, right?”
    “This is only part of the surprise.”
    “Dude, what more could you possibly give me that would even come close to topping this?” she said.
    “I can think of one thing.” He bit the inside of his cheek and stared ahead to keep a straight face. He’d cashed in a lot of favors to make this happen, but it’d be worth it to see her face. Being a sports agent had its perks. People liked games and athletes. It greased the wheels from time to time. He’d based this entire trip on the fact that the stars of the show would be filming new promo shots here. It wasn’t their primary location.
    “Oh, my God! Are we going to drive by

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