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big deal since she practically had the book memorized, before she’d given up on it.
    “What do you mean?” Matt asked absently, focused on the words in front of him yet still managing to rub her foot at the same time.
    “I feel like something’s wrong,” she insisted. “I still can’t explain it.”
    He patiently bookmarked his book with a receipt and placed it on the end table next to him. Turning his dark brown eyes to her, he studied Taryn intently. “You want to try?”
    “I feel… disconcerted,” she finished lamely. “I don’t know. Maybe I’m just restless or something.”
    “You want to go back out and try to take some more pictures?”
    “No,” she shook her head. “I don’t think it will help anything.”
    “I wasn’t going to say anything earlier because it wasn’t a big deal, but I felt something myself this morning. While I was fixing breakfast,” Matt explained.
    “What?’ Taryn asked, fascinated. Matt’s beliefs in the paranormal were uncertain. He believed in her, for sure, and had an extremely open mind but so far hadn’t really experienced anything himself that he couldn’t explain. He claimed that when he showed up at Griffith Tavern and was trying to get in to her on that last night he’d seen the faintest flicker of a shadow cross over his line of vision but it hadn’t been anything substantial. And, of course, the door had given him some trouble. But his rational mind had chalked it up to age and nerves.
    “I was here in the kitchen and felt like someone was watching me. Not in a threatening kind of way. Just like, I don’t know, like maybe they were curious about me. Just wanted to see what I was up to. And then I felt sad. It hit me all at once, like a ton of bricks. The feeling didn’t last long, just a few seconds, but it was there and it unnerved me.”
    Taryn felt the blood pushing at her temples, the beginning of a headache. “You think there’s something here, then?”
    Matt’s eyes clouded over and he caught his breath, as though hesitating. “Maybe…” he admitted, slowly. “But it might not be anything, you know. It might just be a… presence,” he finished lamely.
    “I don’t normally feel or sense something unless it wants something,” Taryn pointed out. She stood up in front of him, gazing down. Every so often she was struck at just how beautiful he truly was. Matt, with his dark eyes, thick hair, smooth skin… She’d known him since they were children and occasionally she found herself forgetting he was a man; she still saw him the same way she had when he was ten. It was different in bed. With the lights out and the silky thick curls of his legs on her bare skin he was all man. But in the daylight, here he was: Matt, young at heart and as safe as a childhood blanket.
    “It doesn’t have to be scary, though,” he lectured softly. He reached up and took hold of her hand, his palm sliding over her wrist and down to her fingers. It was a soothing gesture, one he’d been doing for a long time. The familiarity of him and his touch was enough to have the oncoming pain in her head subside.
    “At any rate, I think my class will be okay. Nobody fell asleep or threw tomatoes at me. No anarchy.”
    “Well, there’s still time,” he teased.
    Laughing, she plopped down and pulled him along with her, resting her head on his shoulder.

Chapter 5
     

     
    S ince her class didn’t meet every day, she had the next day off. “I’ve got to get myself on some sort of schedule,” she mumbled sleepily as she gazed at the digital clock next to the bed. It was almost 2:30 pm. She’d been up half the night watching the Hallmark Channel. It wasn’t even Halloween yet, but they’d already started showing their holiday movies and she was a sucker for those, the more saccharine the better. It was an illness, she was sure.
    Matt was gone but had left her a note; he’d be back in a few hours. All alone in the house, she decided to get dressed and take