Ghost (The Halloween Boys, #1)

by Kat Blackthorne

I like bats. I’ll make you a bouquet of them.

Her gasp was audible as she held onto my bicep. A giggle floated from her throat, and I could have cried at how much I was becoming addicted to the sound of it. “Bats.” She grinned, pointing to each, counting. “They’re amazing,” she whispered. “I thought you’d frown upon me making them into an actual bouquet, so this is as close as I could get.”