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  1. AUTHOR’S NOTE
  2. PROLOGUE HIM
  3. CHAPTER ONE AUDREY
  4. CHAPTER TWO CAT
  5. CHAPTER THREE AUDREY
  6. CHAPTER FOUR CAT
  7. CHAPTER FIVE AUDREY
  8. CHAPTER SIX CAT
  9. CHAPTER SEVEN HIM
  10. CHAPTER EIGHT AUDREY
  11. CHAPTER NINE AUDREY
  12. CHAPTER TEN HIM
  13. CHAPTER ELEVEN CAT
  14. CHAPTER TWELVE AUDREY
  15. CHAPTER THIRTEEN HIM
  16. CHAPTER FOURTEEN AUDREY
  17. CHAPTER FIFTEEN HIM
  18. CHAPTER SIXTEEN CAT
  19. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN AUDREY
  20. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN CAT
  21. CHAPTER NINETEEN HIM
  22. CHAPTER TWENTY AUDREY
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE CAT
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO AUDREY
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE AUDREY
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR HIM
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE CAT
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX AUDREY
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN HIM
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT CAT
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE HIM
  32. CHAPTER THIRTY AUDREY
  33. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE CAT
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO AUDREY
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE AUDREY
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR AUDREY
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE CAT
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX AUDREY
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN AUDREY
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT HIM
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE CAT
  42. CHAPTER FORTY AUDREY
  43. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE HIM
  44. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO AUDREY
  45. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE AUDREY
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR CAT
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE HIM
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX AUDREY
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN AUDREY
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT HIM
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE AUDREY
  52. CHAPTER FIFTY CAT
  53. CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE AUDREY
  54. CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO CAT
  55. CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE AUDREY
  56. CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR HIM
  57. CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE CAT
  58. CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX AUDREY
  59. CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN MAX
  60. CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT CAT
  61. CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE AUDREY
  62. CHAPTER SIXTY MAX
  63. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  64. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“Not tonight,” I said.

Nick squinted at me. “First you wouldn’t let me stay. Then you don’t respond to my messages. And now this. Are you mad at me or something?”

“No, not at all.”

I considered leaving it at that, but thought better of it. I didn’t owe Max anything—we’d only gone out twice and had certainly never had any conversations about being exclusive—but it seemed like there was definite possibility there. Maybe we could really be something, as long as I didn’t leave a door open for Nick.

“Actually, Nick, I’ve”—I paused to take a deep breath—“started seeing someone.”

Nick smiled, as though it might be a joke. “What?”

I nodded. “Yeah.”

“Huh,” he said, leaning back in his chair, brow furrowed. “So is this the guy you had that picnic at Gravelly Point with?”

“How do you know about that?”

“Audrey, you post your life all over the internet. I’d be surprised if there was anyone on the Eastern Seaboard who didn’t know about it.” He sighed and drummed his fingers on his knee. “Well, shit. I’d say you don’t know what you’re missing, but you do.”

“The ego on you,” I shot back teasingly.

“We’re a pair, huh?” He screwed up his mouth. “I have to admit, I’m a little surprised to see Audrey Miller interested in monogamy.”

“It’s just something I’m trying.” I offered him a smile. “You never know, maybe I’ll be calling you next week.”

He scoffed. “Maybe you’ll be calling me tonight.”

“Nick—”

He waved me away and stood. “See you around, Audrey.”

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE AUDREY

Cat frowned down at my phone, which sat on the table between us at Sweetgreen, buffeted by our salads. The Luna Listen app was open, its eerie recording playing at top volume.

“I don’t know,” Cat finally said. “I’m not sure what I’m hearing.”

I rewound slightly and lifted the phone toward her ear. “There. At the end. Do you hear someone say ‘You’re dreaming’?”

“Maybe,” she said uncertainly. She took the phone from my hands and listened to that portion again. “I don’t know, Audrey. Is that you?”

“Really?” I asked hopefully. “You think that’s my voice?”

“I don’t know. It’s really hard to tell if it’s even a voice at all.” She frowned. “Do you remember waking up last night?”

“This isn’t from last night,” I clarified. “This is from a couple of weeks ago. The day the Rosalind exhibit opened, actually. I was so wired that night that I took a sleeping pill, which is why I didn’t notice this recording right away. I hadn’t even realized I’d turned on the app.”

“Oh,” Cat said slowly. “That was the night you heard someone in the alley, right? And saw the box that had the headless flowers in it?”

I nodded grimly. “Exactly. Do you think it was all the same guy? Whoever was in the alley and left those flowers later came back and came inside? I just don’t get why he would leave the flowers outside if he could come inside.”