Waiting For You: Forbidden Love
by Marie HigginsPublish: Aug 23, 2013Crime Fiction Historical Mystery Suspense Mystery Supernatural Suspense Action & Adventure Contemporary Romance Historical Romance Romantic Suspense Paranormal Romance Romance Time Travel Romance Historical Fiction Christian Fiction Humor more»Book Overview
Can a lawyer solve a ghost’s murder without falling in love?When a beautiful woman claiming to be a ghost from 1912 appears in Nick Marshal’s new office and begs for help to solve her murder, he’s intrigued. Once he realizes she’s not a practical joke and a real ghost, he’s determined to kick-start his career by solving this century-old case. The more history he uncovers, the deeper he falls for the ghost. But can happily-ever-after happen when she’s already dead?
**excerpt**
Nick was mesmerized. Miss Carlisle was a great actress—and what an interesting story! If he hadn’t given up his private detective business years ago, he would love to invest his time in a case like this.
He tapped his forefinger on his chin. “Tell me, if somebody killed you, why does the newspaper say you committed suicide?”
“The murder weapon was found in my hand.”
“That makes sense, but tell me how am I supposed to discover who killed you if it happened all those years ago? I would think the person who killed you is more than likely dead by now.”
She lowered her gaze. “That is a good question, but finding my killer is the only way I can cross over. I suppose you would have to use your investigative skills to help me.”
Nick drummed his fingers on the desk and studied her as she once again sucked on her bottom lip, making it a raspberry color. In all his years practicing law, not one of his cases had sent excitement flowing through his veins, or made him feel so alive…until now. If he could take on this case and solve the nearly one-hundred-year-old murder, it would definitely boost his reputation.
What was he thinking? Even if he did solve her case who would believe him? Nick knew people would simply think he’d gone crazy like his mother. After all, Miss Carlisle was a ghost…wasn’t she?
He loosened his tie. After releasing the first button at his neck, he cleared his throat. “How about I start using my investigative skills now?” He pushed away from his desk and stood.
Her body stiffened, and she held his gaze.
“Tell me one more thing, Miss Carlisle. What if I were to touch you?” He reached his hand toward her face, stopping just a few inches away. “If you are a ghost, I wouldn’t be able to feel anything. Am I correct?”
She nodded but kept her eyes on his hand as she continued to nibble away at her bottom lip—more urgently now.
He hated to admit that he wanted to touch her more than anything, and not just to find out if she were a ghost. As she’d told her story, her eyes hinted of a great sadness, and he wanted to comfort her. And since she would never be his client, he saw no reason not to flirt with her.
Frowning, Nick stopped his thoughts. What if Travis and Steve were really behind this prank? Was this a test? Were they trying to see if he could withstand such a charming woman?
“What do you think will happen if I touch you, Miss Carlisle?”
She moved away from the window and to the edge of his desk where she sat. “I—I—don’t know. So far, nobody has been able to touch me.”
“Have people walked through you?”
“Yes, but I feel nothing, not even the whisper of a breeze.”
His hand was almost there, close to her cheek. He wanted to cup her face and sweep his thumb across her skin. His hand inched closer and her jaw tightened.
