Road Trip With the Ghost Hunter

Two people struggling with grief are forced together on Route 14. Will they let love heal what feels broken?

I never believed in ghosts. Until my car died on my way out of town, and I broke down in the middle of the gas station over sour candy and a loss I wasn’t ready to deal with. How that turned into this tall, gorgeous, Viking god of a man being my unexpected road trip partner, I couldn’t begin to say. This is how women end up in crime podcasts. Yet Lucas Johansen isn’t like most men. Starting with those winter blue eyes that I can’t seem to resist and ending with him having ghost-hunting equipment in his trunk.

I don’t have time to fall for a guy. It doesn’t matter how good his strong frame feels against me in the one-bed we find ourselves sharing, or how he makes the pain of loss ache a little less. This was only supposed to be a quick trip to a new life, a new home. Yet everything about Lucas feels like home and that is scarier than any ghostly encounter we happen to find.

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