"I'm sorry how it came about, but I'm not sorry how it turned out," he admitted with a conspiring grin back. Slowly the mirth faded and Lindsey moved to get out of bed. "I better get a head start on researching how to keep your soul out. We might be tight on time."
A day? It took that long to shove Lindsey's soul back in. Linds will be devastated. They both will.