Suddenly Psychic (Glimmer Lake #1)(65)

“Good.” She hooked her leg over his hips. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.”

She bit her lip but decided that she might as well say it. After all, she’d told him she saw ghosts and that had gone over pretty well. “Mark?”

“Yeah?”

“I really, really hate waking up alone.”

He locked his eyes with hers. “I didn’t know that.”

“Communication, right? I’m trying to be better about telling you what I want. Or what I need.”

“Right.” He nodded. “I’m sorry I didn’t react well the last time you tried doing that.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t say something before.”

“A year from now, it’s going to be just you and me,” he said. “That could be great. Or it could be awful if we’re hardly talking to each other.”

“Agreed.”

“I want to do this right,” he whispered. “I hate feeling like we’re just existing in the same space. I never wanted that for us. My parents are that way, and I get so pissed off with them.”

“I miss you.” She swallowed hard. “When you leave the bed before I even wake up. I miss you being there. I know you like getting a jump start on work, but you’re the senior programmer on your team now and—”

“I’ll figure something out.”

“I know you want to set a good example for your team, but—”

“Ignoring you isn’t good for anyone,” he said. “Not me or the people I work with. Like you said, I’m the senior guy on the team. I’ll figure something out.”

“Thank you.”

“Besides, I need more time in bed with my hot superhero wife.”

She smiled. “Yeah?”

“Can I make a request?”

“Does it involve a golden lasso?”

“No. But now you’re giving me ideas.” The corner of his mouth turned up. “Will you start wearing more spandex?”

Robin couldn’t stop her laugh.

“’Cause…” The half smile turned into a full smile. “I’d be into that.”





Chapter 24





Monica and Val were staring at her like she was a crazy person when she pulled up to the lake with Mark in the passenger seat.

“Okay, just stay in the car for a second,” Robin said to him. “We didn’t exactly agree to tell significant others.”

“I’m not a significant other,” he said. “I’m your husband.”

“Yeah, but I gave Monica shit about telling her daughter, so she’s probably pissed at me.”

“Sylvia?” Mark scoffed. “That girl isn’t going to believe an inch of this. Does Monica know she’s not going to Mass anymore?”

“No, and you’re not going to tell her.”

Mark rolled his eyes. “Okay, whatever.”

“Just… give me a minute.” She leaned across and kissed him quickly. “Thanks.”

The corner of his mouth turned up. “No problem.”

Robin left the car and approached her two friends, both of whom looked slightly pissed.

“You told him?” Val asked.

“Yes, but—”

“We didn’t agree to that,” Monica said.

“You’re the one who suggested it in the first place.”

“But you said you didn’t want to do it, so I thought we were keeping it just between the three of us!”

“He caught me talking to Billy’s ghost over at Russell House. What was I supposed to do?”

“Make excuses,” Val said. “That’s what I’ve been doing every time Jackson asks why I’m wearing gloves to pick up their laundry.”

“I’m not really sure what I could have used to excuse talking to myself in the middle of the night in the forest,” Robin said. “But that’s probably a very good call with the gloves and the laundry thing.”

“Trust me, I learned the hard way.” Val closed her eyes and shuddered a little. “Boys are gross. Speaking of which” —she pointed at the car— “Mark is a boy. A grown boy, but a boy. And we did not agree to tell boys.”

“Are we twelve?” Robin asked. “He’s my husband. And he wants to help, okay?”

Monica softened. “Really? He doesn’t think you’re making things up?”

“No. He did at first, but no.”

“What can Mark do?” Val asked.

“I don’t know, help make excuses? Hand us Tylenol when we get headaches from using our superpowers?”

“Superpowers?”

Robin shrugged. “He’s kind of taking this as an X-Men thing. Like we suddenly mutated into superheroes.”

“It seems like more of a Spider-Man thing, don’t you think?” Val asked. “I mean, we weren’t born this way. There was some kind of outside stimulus that—”

“Okay, comic book nerds, can we focus please?” Monica said. “Robin, I accept that if Gil were alive, I would absolutely want to tell him about all this, so… I guess I’m fine with Mark knowing. Val?”