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be home, instead he felt nothing. Numb. And it hit him why… This wasn’t his home, not any longer. He’d been gone for over a hundred years. But maybe, just maybe, someone would still be here who could explain what had happened.
    He felt a chill right before Ellie latched onto his arm, her grip surprisingly strong. “Please, please you can’t. I’ll be fired!”
    He glowered down at the woman practically hopping beside him. “Fired from what?”
    “My job! I give tours here, hence the outfit. But without my job, I’ll have to return home. I really, really can’t go back.”
    She was starting to annoy him, like some persistent gnat that couldn’t be brushed away. “Why?”
    “Because… because I need the job.” She sighed, tucking back a lock of brown hair. “It was pure luck they let me come over here, considering…” She sighed. “I’ve had some issues in the past.”
    “Shocking,” he said sarcastically.
    Her face grew hard. “Never mind.”
    She talked in riddles he couldn’t quite understand, but then Ashley had as well.
    Ashley .
    Dear God, where was she? She’d been the one bright memory during his hellish nightmare. The sooner he found her, the better. A pub. He could just barely remember being in a dusty room that looked like a pub.
    “Insane,” Ellie muttered, throwing her hands in the air as if giving up. “Completely insane.”
    He reached for the back door. She shoved her way in front of him, her breasts brushing across his arm. Awareness shot through his body, thundering passion like he’d never known. Startled, he actually stepped back. His mouth went dry as blood surged to his cock. It had been so long since he’d touched anyone, since he’d kissed, caressed a soft female. So long since he’d forgotten his worries between the thighs of a woman.
    “I can’t let you into the house.”
    Bemused, he frowned. “What?”
    “Inside! You are not going inside that house! You’ve seen what I can do.” She lifted her chin in what he assumed was supposed to be a look of confidence. It didn’t work, for he could see the uncertainty in her eyes. “Don’t tempt me.”
    He bit back his laughter. “Yes, I have seen what you can do, and you still insist you’re human?”
    She frowned. He took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist and push her aside. He should have known better. She spun around, hooking her leg around his. The pressure on his injured thigh was too much. Caught off guard, he stumbled off the stoop, falling to his arse. His back hit the unforgiving lawn with a thud that knocked the air from his lungs. For one long moment, he merely lay there, staring up at the dark clouds on an even darker sky, too damn tired to do anything more.
    “What the hell am I doing here?” he whispered to the heavens.
    His fingers curled into the damp grass, deeper, into the rich soil. Emotion welled within. He breathed deeply and closed his eyes. Home. He’d come home. The hell he’d been in for what seemed like eternity was gone. But he knew it was there, lurking in the background, waiting for his return. How had he escaped? Why?
    There was the soft scraping of a window being thrown wide.
    “Shoot!” Ellie snapped.
    Suddenly, she threw herself atop him. “Don’t move. Don’t even breathe.”
    Devon didn’t have time to prepare. Her lush body pressed into his, putting pressure on his injured rib. He barely noticed the pain. She shifted, her soft breasts flattening to his chest as she looked toward the estate. Loose tendrils fell around his face, tickling his neck. Blood rushed to his cock. Desire reared its ugly head. Mocking his saintly nature. Devon closed his eyes, his hands curling into her hips to keep her from moving. Blimey, how he wanted more. Wanted to turn her over and lift her skirts. To delve into her warmth and forget for a moment the hell he’d been through.
    “Your white t-shirt is like a beacon of light,” she whispered, as if annoyed with him when she was