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his hand, eyes full of warmth after her admission. “I’m sorry he put you through that. I had no way to reach you until today or I would have.”
    “What about the Barbie Witch? Adrianna could have called or you could have used her phone.”
    His laugh sounded cynical. “She made it very clear that she agreed to help my guardian spirit, but she was not getting involved when it came to me, you and VIPER. She has her own issues and didn’t go into them. She had no phone, but now I think that’s probably a good thing. It would have been risky to call you since someone could have been listening in.”
    “Why would someone do that?”
    “Why would someone send you a bogus e-mail from me?”
    He had a point. And who had sent that e-mail?
    She needed time to process everything, including the part about Adrianna. On the one hand, Evalle didn’t care what it had taken to keep Storm alive and offered another silent thanks that he stood here before her. But on the other hand, she suffered bitter disappointment over another woman caring for him. Call it foolish, petty, whatever, that didn’t change the hurt tunneling through her chest right now.
    Storm tilted his head a tiny bit, studying her. “We’re not discussing the e-mail anymore, are we?”
    Don’t make me talk about Adrianna again, please. That only made Evalle feel insecure, which pissed her off. Besides, she had to get to the Iron Casket so she didn’t miss Tristan. Lifting her arm to make a show of checking the time, she said, “I won’t say anything about you being alive until you tell me I can, Storm, but I have to go now to make a meeting on time.”
    Storm didn’t move a muscle, but he vibrated with frustration. “That’s it? I tell you the truth and you’re angry?”
    “I’m not angry.” She turned to her bike.
    “That’s the second time you’ve lied.”
    She pulled her jacket on and lifted her helmet, pausing to look at him. She would have done anything to see him alive again and here he was. How he got here shouldn’t matter. But it did. “You’re right. And to be perfectly fair, I have no right to be angry. I am glad someone was there to take care of you.” Just wish it had been me .
    “Maybe I should take it as a compliment that you’re angry.” His eyes shone with a hint of humor that barely hid the tethered frustration. “I’m still expecting dinner.”
    She’d pulled her helmet on and could pretend she hadn’t heard him, but that would be childish. Did she want to see him again? Absolutely. But she needed some time to get her emotions under control. “Let me get back to you on that.”
    “We need a way to communicate.”
    Just have your guardian spirit contact me since she chases down women for you. Evalle bit back that reply. That wasn’t the truth and she knew it, but she’d never dealt with emotions like these and wasn’t enjoying it one bit. Which was why she needed some space. “You have my cell phone and e-mail.”
    Storm stepped over to stand next to her bike. “Let’s not use cell phones yet. I set up a new e-mail account.” He gave her the address and the password.
    “Why give me your password?”
    “Because we’re not going to actually send the e-mails.”
    “We don’t send them? How hard did your head hit that wall?”
    He smiled, but his eyes were sad. “I’ve missed your smart mouth, especially your lips.”
    When he said things like that and looked at her as if she were his favorite dessert, she wanted to kiss him again, which went to show how much this man jumbled her feelings. “You have thirty seconds to explain. I’ll be late if I don’t get moving.”
    “Go into the server and open a new e-mail. Write my name and the date in the subject line, then type your message. When you’re done, save it as a draft. I’ll find your messages in the draft and leave one for you the same way. That way no one can intercept our e-mails or trace them.”
    That sounded pretty cloak-and-dagger, but Storm had