CHAPTER SEVEN
Duncan didn’t fight me, and when I glanced over my shoulder, I noticed there was a slight hint of a smile on his lips. It made him look even more handsome, and I couldn’t help but blush a little at our joined hands. I drew my hand out of his and allowed him to catch up to me, so we walked side by side.
A heavy silence fell between us, and my befuddled mind tried to think of something to say. My thoughts wandered back to our conversation with Julien, and my good humor faded away as I thought back to what our host had told me.
I lifted up one hand and brushed the tips of my fingers against the outside corner of my left eye. “Duncan?”
“Yes?”
I dropped my hand to my side and looked up at him. “What kind of way does Julien see dead people?”
He lifted an eyebrow but didn
