Ghostly Worries (A Harper Harlow Mystery Book 4) Read Online Free

home,” Zander drawled. “Get in the car! We’re officially done here … and I’m officially done with this day!”
    “What’s got your panties in a twist?” Eric asked, annoyed. “At least you didn’t have to stay inside and pick up the mess.”
    “That’s it! No one talk to me for the rest of the afternoon. We’re declaring a moratorium on talking. It’s quiet time, people.”
    Molly, Eric, and Harper exchanged amused glances, but they abided by Zander’s wishes as they loaded themselves in the car. Harper waited until she was behind the wheel with the key in the ignition before turning to Zander again. “I know you said it’s quiet time, but … .”
    Zander arched a challenging eyebrow, practically daring her to finish the sentence. Harper was having too good of a time to just let the opportunity escape.
    “Do you want me to take you to the office or back home for a shower?” Harper asked. “I forgot what you told me, but I can’t stop looking at the bugs crawling around in your hair and think the shower would be the best option.”
    “Home!”
    “This has been a really exciting day,” Harper said. “I can’t believe it’s not even noon yet.”
    “I hate you sometimes,” Zander seethed. “I … just drive!”

Three
    “ H ow was your lunch date ?”
    Zander’s mood upon returning to the office a few hours later was markedly better. He didn’t exactly look happy when Harper glanced up from her computer screen, though.
    “How was your shower?” Harper asked, looking her best friend up and down. He’d changed into fresh shorts and a V-neck shirt that showed off his impressive physique. He worked out five days a week – and he made sure everyone knew about it seven days a week – so Harper was sure he wore the top to make himself feel better.
    “It was lovely,” Zander replied. “There’s nothing better than washing dead spiders out of your hair. The only thing better is washing live ones out of it.”
    Harper pressed her lips together to keep from laughing at his hangdog expression. “Well, you look like a million bucks.”
    “I look like a trillion bucks,” Zander corrected. “Don’t sell my good looks short.”
    “I would never,” Harper said, giggling.
    “Oh, you look so much better,” Molly said, walking into the main office room with a Subway bag in her hand. “Did you get the mouse turds out of your hair?”
    Zander’s mouth dropped open. “Mouse turds?”
    “Yeah, I was going to mention that, but I thought you were kind of at your limit,” Harper supplied. “You couldn’t really notice them unless you looked long and hard at your hairline right above your collar.”
    “I hate you.” Zander crossed his arms over his chest. “I hate all of you.”
    “Oh, well, then it seems you and I are going to get along today,” Eric said, joining the rest of his co-workers as he carried a sandwich and bag of chips to his desk. “I hate most people every single day.”
    “That’s probably why you’re so popular,” Molly teased, flashing a smile as she unwrapped her sub. She was young and smart. Harper enjoyed her enthusiasm more than anything else. Unfortunately for Eric, Molly’s enthusiasm sometimes went overboard – especially because she had a crush on him. Her idea of flirting was overt, which made Eric uncomfortable. Since he’d been nursing his own crush on Harper for months – only letting the ghost go when he realized Harper and Jared were officially an item – Molly’s unwanted attention often grated.
    “Whatever,” Eric muttered, shaking his head. “I got some good data at the job today. I’ll put a report together as soon as I get everything in the proper folders.”
    Eric loved numbers, folders, and organizing. Harper hated all of those things so she was glad the energetic man easily lost himself in the process. She preferred being in on the action and conversing with ghosts. She also enjoyed arguing with Zander, although she would never admit