Monica sighed and rubbed her eyes. She knew it was silly, but she felt embarrassed at everyone seeing her overpowered by nothing but thin air.
Monica, you okay? John asked as he walked up to her and took her into his arms.
Yeah, it's just I'm not used to being overpowered by a ghost. She told him. Did anyone else experience anything during the night? Monica asked.
No, everything else was unusually quiet. Amanda answered as she took some notes about the video.
So what's on the agenda for today? Brad asked.
Anything you like, as long as you stay within the grounds. I would also recommend being at least in twos and of course, if anything paranormal happens to report to me immediately. Amanda answered.
No one really new what to do, some went off into their bedrooms to unpack some clothes. John walked up to Monica.
There's a pool table in a back room. Do you feel like playing? John asked as he pointed to a door at the other end of the room.
Sure, sounds like fun. Monica answered. With a hand resting lightly on her back, John led her into a room where there was a few chairs and a pool table. I know a way to make this more interesting. Monica told him as she took out two cue sticks while he sorted the balls out.
Oh? And how are we going to make this game more interesting? John asked as he took one of the cue sticks from her.
A bet.
Interesting. What is the wager? John asked as he stepped a little closer to her.
I'm not sure John. What are you willing to bet? Monica asked.
I'm not sure. How about ... How about anything. John suggested as he did the break. He called as one of the solid colour balls went in.
Monica asked as he went to take another shot. That's a little risky John. You lose then you have to do anything I say. Monica went to take her first shot after he missed his.
I'm feeling lucky. John told her as she took a shot and missed. He raised his eyebrows at her.
I haven't played in a long time. Monica commented as she moved out of the way for him to take a shot. And he took over the table. Literally. Monica was in shock as she watched him take shot after shot until all of his balls were in.
I told you I was feeling lucky. He told her as he placed their cue sticks back against the wall. He walked up to her, she was leaning back against the pool table, and he placed his hands beside her on the table. Trapping her in his arms. Now you have to do anything I say. He told her. She was about to reply but his lips were on hers. She didn't resist. She couldn't and wouldn't resist him. As his lips expertly caressed hers, his hands felt up and down the body he had been eyeing and wanting to feel. John had her pinned against the pool table and was tempted to just lay her down right there and then and have his way with her.
We should have done that a lot sooner, John stated.
It wasn't the right time. Monica took in a deep breath, basking in the wonderful afterglow of being with this man.
So being on a case, in a big old, haunted house was the right time. John chuckled as he remembered where they were.
It doesn't matter that it was here, what matters is that we finally let ourselves go. Monica snuggled into him as she closed her eyes and let sleep take hold of her.