Chapter 8For a long time after waking the following morning, Clarice basked in both the warmth of the new day and her new lover’s fur-covered flesh. Derek lay pressed against her backside in spoon fashion, his strong arms wrapped around her, enveloping her in his nudity.
Her mind continually replayed the events of the previous night—their heated hour-long session of oral gratification in the haunted bedroom, then later, when she dragged him to her bedroom for another frantic romp. Now, she snuggled in his embrace, more sexually fulfilled than she had ever felt.
Still, questions hectored her, threatening to destroy her current bliss. Where had Esau hidden his journal? Would it provide answers if they did locate it? Why could only she and Derek see and hear the ghostly lovemaking? And, the
