I'm sure my security guard thought I was a real winner; my first night here and I was going to have two different guys here within an hour of each other. Oh, well. I'm sure I was livening up his boring night.

Knowing Chad only lived ten minutes away, I sprinted to the bathroom to freshen up and brush my teeth. As I gargled with Scope, I suddenly felt nervous; I hadn't been with anyone since Billy. And what if Chad didn't actually feel the same way about me that I did him? We often flirted back and forth, but sometimes flirting was meaningless. What if he only thought of me as a friend?

“You lied,” a voice came from behind me. When I looked into the mirror, there she stood behind me. I jumped and spun around, but she was gone.

“Leave me alone,” I yelled to my empty bathroom. “He's not my responsibility! Go pester the new owners. I don't own that house, or him, anymore.”

When I turned and faced the mirror, she was standing right by my left side. “You were supposed to help me,” she croaked into my ear.

“But I can't help you. It's out of my hands. I demand you to leave me alone,” I yelled again. “I'm sorry you're hurting, but there's nothing I can do.” I felt sorry for her. “Please, Mable, I know it's you,” I said as I turned to look for her, trying to appear braver than I actually was. “I know he killed you, but he has no control over you, now. He can't harm you anymore,” I pleaded, “you or your sister. You're both free, Mable, so please go. Move on. Go be with your sister.”

The air in the bathroom seemed to shift, lightly blowing my hair. Would this ever end? It made me wonder if she was able to follow me, could he? I pushed that thought out of my mind as the security guard announced that I had another visitor. I hoped that Chad wouldn't catch that, because if he asked I wouldn't be able to lie to him.

I ran down the hall and told the guard to let him up. When I opened the door to let him in, he looked at me funny. Before he could say anything, I motioned for him to come in, locking my door behind him.

“So, you okay?”

I told him I was but then proceeded to tell him about the ghost girl visiting me, again. “Do you think anything else followed me here?”

He shook his head. “Nope, just me,” he teased. “But just so you'll have peace of mind, tomorrow we'll burn sage and sprinkle salt everywhere, and then we'll get someone to come bless it.”

“That sounds like a plan,” I replied. “But I do have to admit that this is the first place that's felt like home. I'm comfortable here. Almost as comfortable as I was at your condo.”

There was an awkward silence before he interrupted it. “Why did you text me so late?” He reached over and grabbed my hand. “You sure you're all right?” I nodded. “You look like you've been crying. Did seeing her, again, upset you?”

“Yes, but not enough to cry over. She scares me, but I feel more sad when she comes around than frightened.”

“Who was here earlier?”

Great, he did hear what the guard had said. “Billy.”

I was surprised that he didn't let go of my hand. “Oh, really? How did that go?”

“It didn't.” Just thinking about him made me scoot closer to Chad. When he didn't say anything else, I decided to just go for it. If he didn't like me, he wouldn't have driven over here at midnight and he wouldn't be sitting here holding my hand. “I like you, Chad. I like you a lot.” I left it at that and waited to see what his reaction would be.

He let go of my hand, which made my heart crumble. Maybe I was wrong after all. “Does this have anything to do with him coming over here tonight?”

I took a deep breath and let my feelings have their way with my mouth. “It does, actually. I've not been with anyone, had another boyfriend, or even dated anyone since him. I've not wanted to... until you. He came over here tonight to try to get me back, and he almost did. But he can't win my heart when someone else has it.”

He took a deep breath and left me waiting too long before he smiled and said, “It's about time.” He pulled me towards him as he leaned in and softly pressed his lips to mine. I melted into them, knowing that this is where I was meant to be. “You don't know how long I've wanted to do that,” he admitted as he kissed me again and sighed. “That day in the trailer, the first day we met, it took everything I had not to kiss you, then.”

“Well, I hope I was worth the wait.”

“I don't know; let's see.”

He kissed me, again, his tongue brushing mine, teasing me. No matter what he did, he always left me wanting more. When he pulled back and looked at me, I was almost disappointed, until he stood up and grabbed my hand, pulling me toward him.

“I don't want to do anything you don't want to do,” he said as he walked backward toward my bedroom, pulling me along with him, causing my heart to race. “But I want you.” He pulled me to him and kissed me as we got to my door. Once we were by my bed, he picked me up and laid me down on it. “I don't just want you; I want you to feel. I want you to feel everything that I feel for you.”

When his lips finally returned to mine, I knew I was right where I belonged; I was home. He was all I cared about. He was the one who was always on my mind, haunting my thoughts day and night. I didn't care what ghosts were in my past or my present, all I cared about, right now was him. Chad not only completed me, but he haunted me, and I couldn't ask for anything more; yet more was exactly what he gave.