Chapter 45

"Let me shower first and I'll join you for that tea." I smiled half-heartedly. The excitement that pulled at his features was cruel. 

I left before the dull sting could throb even more and made my way to my bedroom. When I saw Deshawn lying on my bed, I released a breath. The last time I had seen his ghost was when his face stared at me from the roaring fire earlier. 

"You're stupid," he commented. 

I didn't reply, deciding that I wasn't in the mood. Instead, I threw the folder at his feet and went to retrieve my pajamas.