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“You can sleep here. I’ll just—”
    “ Huh-uh. You’re with me.”
    “ But—”
    “ With me.” His hand tightened on hers.
    She knew that tone. There were many times she could talk around him, talk him into her way of seeing things. This was not one of those times.
    As he undressed, she pulled the blackout curtains darkening the room. The fan she always had on whirred.
    Even as tired as he clearly was, he didn’t roll over and just go to sleep. He waited on her.
    “ I’m not going to be able to sleep.”
    “ Yes, you will.”
    “ No, I won’t.”
    “ Come here.”
    She ’d already changed into yoga pants and a tee. Crawling in bed with him, they shifted until she was spooned into the curve of his body, his strong arm over her waist.
    “ We’re gonna talk about a lot of things.”
    “ She was there?” she finally asked.
    He didn ’t answer for a bit.
    “ Rest, Paige.”
    She slowly released a deep breath and knew what he said. The woman had been there. They’d found her. If they hadn’t, he’d have been back sooner. And he’d have answered her.
    “ You’ve always seen them?” he asked against her hair.
    She stilled, then relaxed against him again. “I guess so, I know it’s weird and…”
    “ You’re what Gran calls a medium, babe. If you’ve always seen them, might be a good idea to deal with your gift so it doesn’t deal with you.”
    For several minutes she stared at the old photo on her nightstand.
    Why her?
    “It’s not that easy,” she whispered.
    “ It can be if you let it.”
    She swallowed. “Other than Sammy… I don’t know how. How to make it easy.”
    He grunted. “I’ll help with that.”
    He gave her a squeeze and she settle d back into him even more.
     
    * * *
    A chill danced over her skin, waking her. Paige’s back was warm and the arm across her middle holding her tight to the man behind her.
    She blinked awake and saw the day was late since the sun no longer slashed through her windows. She moved her leg and realized she wasn’t wearing her yoga pants anymore.
    Mike. At least he left her in her tee and panties.
    Careful not to move, not to wake the man behind her, she looked around and saw the woman standing in the shadowed corner of her room.
    She shivered and the arm around her waist tightened, pulling her closer to the wall of Mike ’s chest.
    “ Why did he hurt me?” the woman’s voice floated to her.
    “ I don’t know,” she mouthed.
    The woman nodded. “I wasn’t ready to go. I still had a lot of plans, things to do. I wasn’t ready to die.”
    “ I know.” She took a deep breath. Mike’s words from earlier slid into her thoughts You’re a medium...
    So easy sounding.
    Was it that easy?
    “Can you go?” she asked the woman.
    “ Go?” The woman shook her head. “Go where? Where do I go?”
    Great question. Really great question. How the hell did she know?
    “Into the light?” she tried because really this medium stuff was new. Frankly, she didn’t like that word. God, she’d been medicated for her hallucinations and beliefs for years. And now, she was told to deal with it like Mike was telling her to deal with the muggy air of New Orleans. Or the rain. Or hell, the sunshine.
    The woman tilted her head and her dark hair sort of wafted around her shoulders, though there was no wind. The woman grew more solid. “Seriously? That’s all you’ve got? Go into the light?”
    “ Sort of new at this,” she continued to mouth to the woman. “I’ve never…never…guided anyone before.”
    “ Figures. In New Orleans where everyone knows they see ghosts and I get the chick that has no clue what she’s doing. Why couldn’t I have gotten a voodoo priestess or something. A witch doctor. It’s freaking New. Or. Leans. Surely someone here knows what do to with the dead.”
    Then something warm unfurled in her chest. “Maybe you’ll be free when he’s caught. Perhaps we can figure out who he is?”
    The woman shook her head. “I’ve