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and she felt Liam’s big body cover her back. His arms enveloped her, shielding her from the shower of wood splinters and plaster bits. She cowered, bringing her hands up to cover the back of her head. Liam’s body was draped over her like a cloak.
    And in an instant, he was gone.
    Toni fell to her knees, and drew herself into a ball. She peered sideways through her crooked elbow. The room had cleared. It was no longer a foggy cloud of primal sexual energy. It was just a bathroom with dingy walls and rotting window sills.
    Naked .
    She squeezed her eyes shut when she heard Thomas’ angry voice fill the room and bounce off the tiles. She was naked and he was angry—really fucking angry. He’d seen them. He’d seen her—naked and writhing against a complete stranger. Shame crushed down on her, even as she heard the men scuffling behind her. She willed herself to disappear. She was desperate to disappear.
    Instead she was covered with a blanket of terry cloth. Her eyes were still pressed shut, but she recognised the weight and the feel and the smell of her threadbare robe draped over her bare back. She felt hands smooth over her shoulders and grasp her upper arms. She let herself be helped to her feet and turned. When she looked up, Bridget O’Malley’s kind green eyes locked on hers. Bridget nodded once. It was a silent question. Toni nodded back, but felt her eyes filling with tears.
    Bridget helped Toni slide her arms into the sleeves of the robe, then drew the belt into a loose bow at her waist, with all the gentleness of a mother dressing a child. Toni forced herself to look to where Thomas and Liam stood facing each other, each man poised for battle—jaws set and fists clenched.
    Confusion and fear and embarrassment crashed over Toni. She dropped her head and let the sobs come. Bridget lovingly pulled Toni’s soft body against her angular one. Toni’s ears began to ring.
    I’m going to pass out.
    Toni clung to Bridget. The two were cheek to cheek and Toni forced herself to whisper, “Bridge, I’m going to…”
    Bridget’s voice sounded like it was coming through a long tunnel. “I could use a little help here!”

Chapter Seven
     
     
     
    Bless you, Bridget O’Malley. Toni opened her eyes to an unobstructed view of the ceiling in the upstairs bathroom of the very old, very run-down, very haunted commercial building she now owned. She was somehow consoled to realise that all of ‘the important stuff’ was now covered by her trusty old robe, courtesy of her trusty new friend, Bridget O’Malley.
    Toni was disoriented, but the reality of her situation trickled into her brain in mercilessly clear bits. She knew she was on the floor and understood that it was because she had fainted. She also understood that her loss of consciousness was in direct response to the shock of being drawn into yet another paranormally-induced frenzy of passion with a near stranger. Oh yeah, and being caught in said compromising position by her former lover—who was, by no small coincidence, the next-most-recent-near-stranger with whom she’d shared a paranormally-induced frenzy of passion. And, lest she forget, she had been seen by both in her complete and unadulterated altogether. And the aforementioned nakedness was likewise witnessed by her real estate agent and his lover—both of whom were ghost-hunting professionals who were only too familiar with her penchant for attracting libidinous spirits.
    Yep, that about covers it.
    Bridget O’Malley knelt at Toni’s side, looking like a redheaded angel.
    “Do you think you can sit up, Toni?” the ethereal one asked.
    Toni nodded.
    Thomas and Liam jostled for position at Toni’s other side, both reaching out an arm to be the one to help get the prostrate little ghost-magnet into her upright and locked position. The two men shot challenging glares at one another, but both withered under a protective scowl from Bridget.
    “Back the fuck off, boys,” Bridget snarled in a near