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Silas put a pulse clip on her finger "Yes" Her arm was slack as he stuck another electrode to her, ht into her eyes "No concussion Good"

He’s wearing jeans under his lab coat? "How long have you been in Opti?" Peri asked, lips slow froed both the pulse hts ht hurts my eyes"

But you have dark eyes And a surfer tan, Peri thought, wanting to run her fingers over its delicious smoothness Then she smiled at the loss of inhibition that cas I could do with you, lovely muscleman…

The loudspeaker crackled in the hallway, and they all listened as "Allen Swift to the reception desk, please You have a phone call" ca at it Grunting, Silas turned back to his tablet "There’s no service this deep in the building," he said as Allen stood "It’s a bitch, isn’t it?"

"It ht be Bill," Allen said as he looked toward the front of the building "Will you be okay for a minute?"

Peri’s pulse increased as her bodyand the haze she was in eased "I’ up when she realized she’d been slouching

"No, you’re not" Allen touched her shoulder and leaned close His curls brushed her cheek, and she breathed in the scent of his sha but not sure why "I’ll be right back"

Peri touched his fingers as they slid fro centered for the first tis finding her baseline She was calht now she was glad to be rid of Allen He was distracting her froure it out

Allen eased into the hall, leaving the door open a crack Chuckling, the tech rolled over and closed it with his foot He stood as it clicked shut, taking a card froh the door panel to ht he’d never leave," he said softly

"You’re kind of snarky, you know that?" Peri said He’d locked the door She should be upset, but she just … couldn’t find it in herself … to care

Still standing, Silas ran his finger across his screen to follow a line of text "What else am I, Ms Reed?"