~*~Chapter Ten : Will You Love Me~*~
Faint light spilled upon the page as Marty sat in the window-seat, writing in her journal. Tears swam in her eyes as she scrawled out these words:
I finally realized something and it is breaking my heart. I'm in love with a ghost. Todd is a ghost. He's only an apparition. He's not a man. He cannot kiss me or make love to me. It hurts, because I am destined to be alone.
She put her pencil aside and lay her journal down on her desk. With tears streaming from her eyes, Marty crawled into bed. "Good night," she whispered into the darkness before her tears lessened and she finally drifted off to sleep.
While she was lay upon the bed, her blanket was slowly tugged away. Her body was uncovered as something hot moved across her cheek. She stirred slightly as she felt his lips upon her cheek and his gentle caress upon her breasts.
"Todd," she spoke in a feverish moan.
"It's me," he responded as he sunk down on the bed next to her. "And you were wrong."
His lips settled over hers in a hungry kiss. Suddenly Marty was wide awake. "Make love to me, Todd," she pleaded when her lips finally broke away from his. "Please Todd, will you love me?"
His hand slid up her leg to cup her feminine mound. She was wet and hot and ready for his entry. Suddenly he froze. "I can't," he muttered.
"What do you mean - you can't?!"
"If I make love to you, there could be terrible consequences."
"We can never be together?"
"I'm sorry, but we can't. Marty, I must go, and I can never come back," Todd stated.
He gave her one last tender, apologetic kiss, then he was gone. Clutching her hand against her heart, Marty felt intense physical pain. "Without you, I have nothing..." she whispered.