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have seen. But they couldn’t have been too embarrassing; he would’ve teased her if they were. Right?
    “Like what?”
    Just flashes, really. But sometimes…sometimes I hear BC’s music. His tone turned gentle, almost tentative. Is that what you’re doing when you block me? Listening to Black Codex?
    Addison blushed a little bit. She was never one to stroke a man’s ego, so she’d never mentioned she’d been a longtime fan all along. She didn’t lie to him or anything; she seriously never bothered to look them up before. Well, not really.
    Ugh, she was so busted.
    “Sometimes,” she admitted, letting her eyelids drop again.
    It’s nice , he said quietly, to hear the music. Comforting.
    He could be such a nice guy when he wanted to be. “Mmm. I like you this way, Rhys.” How’s that?
    How had he put it? “On the edge of an alternate consciousness,” she whispered, slipping towards the darkness of her dreams.
    That’s a great album name , he murmured.
    She mumbled an incoherent response.
    Night, Addison.
    She sighed, drifting off with a Black Codex song humming through her head. But this time it was Rhys singing her to sleep.

    *****

    Come on. Come on. Come on. Why the hell does it take women forever to shake their tail?
    Huh? Inquiring men want to know.
    “Shut up or I’m slowing down.”
    You couldn’t go any slower than you already are. Seriously. You have one speed and it’s…
    You wanna guess? That’s right, it’s fucking slow!
    “I’m getting a little sick of you rushing me all the time. Let a girl enjoy her time off of work.” She skirted around the counter to her purse and rifled through it for her keys. “I was perfectly content to soak in my shower when someone decided he was being ignored for far too long. Poor Rhys,” she crooned, mockingly.
    Whoa. Why didn’t you tell me you were in the shower? His chuckle was downright insidious.
    I would’ve let you take all the time in the world if you needed it. Hell, you didn’t even have to concentrate on holding the link closed. I would’ve been more than accommodating in giving you the privacy you needed.
    “Riiight. Sure you would’ve. How completely selfless of you, Rhys. But you know, you wouldn’t have been able to see my eyes; my only good feature, according to you.” He made a hissing sound. Now, now, sweetheart. I never said that.
    “Uh huh. Didn’t need to, sweetheart .” She continued grumbling wordlessly under her breath as she glanced at the phone.
    It was blinking, indicating a missed call.
    All right, Addison. Let’s go. She could hear the mental snap of his fingers.
    “Hold on. I missed a call.”
    He groaned, a deep sound that she readily ignored. Check it out later. Let’s go! The faster I get you through that door, the faster you get to your office…and the faster you get going on my research.
    “Yeah, yeah.” She punched the button and peered at the screen. Oh, crap. “It’s the doctor’s office. They left a message.”
    Your tumor. What did they say?
    “I don’t know. I didn’t listen to it yet.”
    Then listen to it! he demanded.
    She took a step away from the phone, chest tight. “What if it’s bad news?” What if it’s not?
    “But what if it is?” She fisted her shaking hands.
    They’re not going to leave bad news on a voice message.
    “True. But they would say to give them a call. Then I’ll know. I don’t think I can handle that right now.”
    You have to listen to it.
    “No, I don’t. Why? I don’t want to.” Her chin tipped up stubbornly.
    Because you’re driving me fucking insane, and I’m not above taking you down with me!
    Now listen to it!
    “Rhys—“
    Now!
    His response was a roar in her head, and she instinctively covered her ears. Yeah. A lot of good that did her.
    “Pushy male,” she grumbled, grabbing the phone and listening to the message. As the words soaked in—fibroid, benign, healthy—she began to relax.
    Oh, thank God.
    She hung up the phone with a smile,