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“Clear his schedule,” I blurted without thinking

“You got it,” she said with a sly wink

“Thanks, kiddo”

“No problem”

We hugged briefly, and I left Ca forth to find where Chris had hunkered hi to be a little bold to get what I wanted And I was pretty sure I wanted him

I found the sexy art director hunched over his drafting table, drawing out a storyboard with charcoal and parch h conjuring the ies from within the paper itself, like a sculptor or a sorcerer The ih but showed real talent

Aden was the only one who I had seen that was better, and he was a bit weird to begin with He’d been drawing for years and had for I didn’t know if Chris had had any for really well

“Oh, hello,” he said, taking out one of his earbuds

Was he into otten the impression that he was froet it the way they did Then I paid attention to the sound of the tiny headphone and realized that he was listening to an audiobook… in Swedish

“You speak Swedish?” I asked bluntly, realizing it

“Not as well as I would like However, it is always good to have practice,” Chris said with an a brown eyes lit up a bit

“What is it?” I took a seat on the rolling stool by his drafting table

“Hanteringen av Ododa”

“Huh?” Blinking at him, I felt a little impressed

“Handling the Dead It’s a horror novel by John Ajvide Lindqvist,” Chris said, hat sounded to me like a perfect Swedish accent

“Everybody has to have a hobby,” I said, with a casual shrug, as though it wasn’t the strangest thing I’d heard all week

“Very true,” Chris said seriously “Can’t work all the time That way leads madness”

“Darn’ tootin’,” I said, reflecting onhours at the hospital

“What’s yours?”

“What’sback to earth

“What’s your hobby?” he clarified Sexy brown eyes looked into