A Haunting in Georgia
Beth frowned when she heard the strange noises coming from the barn again. This was the fourth night in a row. She was convinced there was a ghost in there. She wasn't sure what else it could be. Of course she was too scared to go in there alone though. That's why she'd called Daryl and was waiting for him to show up. He was going to go in there with her. If anything she could trip him and get away from whatever was making those god awful noises.
She looked up when she saw the flashlight coming across the lawn. Daryl looked half asleep as he walked up to her. "What are we doing again?" he asked, yawning and rubbing his eye with the heel of his hand.
"The barn is haunted," she hissed, climbing up the ladder to the hayloft so they could get inside.
"Well, there is a full moon," Daryl muttered, climbing up behind her.
"Stare at my ass another time," Beth scolded as she pulled herself through the window. She swore, sometimes sex was all men thought about. She jumped and bit her lip again when she heard the noise again. She swore it sounded like someone was in serious pain. "Did you hear that?" she asked as Daryl climbed in.
He nodded his head and walked to the edge of the loft and looked over. Beth followed, staying behind him, ready to push him if she needed to get away. She loved Daryl, but she'd seen enough horror movies to know that trying to save both of them never worked. Daryl peeked over the ledge and just stared laughing. Beth frowned and looked over, quickly looking away. "Oh my god."
"Daryl? Beth? What the hell are you two doing here?" Maggie demanded, covering herself with a blanket as Glenn quickly pulled his jeans back on.
"What are we doing?" Daryl asked, looking down at them. "I should ask you that. We thought something was dead or dying in here." He shook his head as he wiped his eyes, crying from laughing so hard. "Glenn, you sound like a dying cow. Beth thought the barn was haunted."
Beth blushed and looked over the ledge slowly. "Sorry," she muttered.
"Fuck you, Daryl." Glenn helped Maggie up before they walked out.
Beth fell back against the hay. "I can't believe they've been in here having sex."
"I can't believe Glenn sounds like that when he's having sex." Daryl sat beside her and looked at her, still laughing.
"It's not funny," she whined. "This barn is haunted." She covered her face, mortified. She gasped when Daryl pulled her onto his lap and looked up at her. "What are you doing?" she asked as his hands played with the hem of her shirt.
"Let's leave our own ghosts," he whispered, kissing her belly. Beth moaned, her head falling back on her neck as he kissed her belly, pushing her shirt up. She held onto him, gasping his name to the stars as he made love to her.