Page 149 of Ghost

Chapter Fifty

Mason moaned, realizing that the erotic dream he thought he was having wasn’t a dream after all.“Why?”

“It is time to...rise, my love,” Francis whispered in Mason’s ear.“I do mean rise from your slumber.”

“As you can see, I’m already up,” Mason groaned as he arched his hips upward.“I’m thinking you’re more of a demon than just a simple ghost.The things you do to me.”

Francis laughed.“I admit, I do enjoy making sweet love to you.”

“I kinda like it too,” Mason said just before he came, his body slightly convulsing.

“Ellen is having her coffee,” Francis stated, now standing in the middle of the room.He turned to Mason.“You will not have much time to ready yourself.”

“Thanks to you, I am now going to need another shower,” Mason groused.

Francis smiled.“Is that such a bad thing?

Mason was about to throw the sheet back and paused, remembering that he was more than likely being watched and/or recorded.Francis seemed to understand immediately.

“Your pants are at the foot of the bed.”

Mason nodded before yawning and then reached for them.

“I will see you downstairs in the dining room,” Francis said, calmly.“You do need to hurry, I’m afraid.Ellen is getting dressed now.

Mason nodded his head once, pulling on his pants.He made his way to the bathroom, thinking,I sure hope they don’t have a camera in here.

After showering, Mason quickly dressed and hurried downstairs so he wouldn’t keep Ellen waiting.

“Good morning, Mason,” Ellen greeted him cheerily, before taking a small bite of bacon.

“Morning.”Mason helped himself to a cup of coffee from the buffet which was loaded up with all kinds of breakfast food.

“If you prefer your eggs other than scrambled, the cook will make them to order,” Ellen commented, seeing him looking over the buffet.“I do recommend the bacon, however.Perfectly cooked.”

“You don’t like the way I make bacon?”Sharon asked, sitting next to Ellen.

“You do a fine job with bacon, my dear.”Ellen patted Sharon affectionately on the forearm.“It’s just the bacon here is better than what we get in the city.”

“Alright, I’ll let you have that one.”Sharon winked at Ellen

“Um, were you able to get your chores done this morning, Sharon?”Mason asked as he sat down with a plate full of food.

“I will as soon as Martin gets here, which should be any minute,” she answered before draining her cup.“The bacon here is better,” she commented, frowning a bit.“I’ll ask where they get it and see about getting some to take back with us.”

“Excellent idea.”Ellen offered her coffee cup to Sharon for a refill.

Gerald suddenly appeared right next to Sharon.“Martin is here.”

Sharon jumped, the coffee cup nearly crashing to the floor, rattling loudly against the saucer.Ellen shot him a nasty look.

Gerald merely shrugged.“Sorry,” then disappeared just as quickly.

Sharon refilled Ellen’s coffee, adding a bit of cream and one sugar.After setting it down in front of the elegant woman she nodded to both Mason and Ellen before leaving the room.