Chapter 7
Unusually, the following morning, Ryan didn’t wake Dane with the promise of an hour of early morning lovemaking. Instead, he woke Dane with a kiss and a question.
“I’ve been thinking,” he began. “Can’t you get your Aunt Beatrice back? Ask her for advice? She couldn’t tell you anything before because she hadn’t crossed over, but now that she has, she might have some answers.”
“I didn’t bring her here in the first place,” explained Dane. “I wouldn’t know how to go about it.”
Ryan looked suddenly thoughtful. “Can’t we hold a séance or something?”
Dane smirked. “A séance? Dead people holding a séance for dead people?”
“Why not? We’d probably get a better result than any living person.”
Dane kissed him. “If you want a séance, then we can have a séance.” He kissed Ryan a second
