THE BRIDGE BETWEEN US -Beauty and the Billionaire

ite walls of the hospital lab glowed under the fluorescent lights as Addison typed furiously on her computer, logging the results of her f

entries, and I'm free for ten whole days. The thought brought a fl

glanced at the screen. Dr. Markson. Add

rackled through the speaker, br

Addison replied, already brac

e for vacation tomorrow, but I

punch. "Tonight?" she repe

n file. I need your expertise on the

ned on the phone. "Bu

enough to feel like a pat on the head. "You're th

g back the frustration bubbling

eady moving on. "Send me

ne wen

ff her gloves and shoved them into the disposal bin with a little more force than nec

She glanced at the caller ID: Pete. Her younger brother ra

aid, forcing a smi

nd fast, already thick with frustration.

ison replied, leaning back aga

nt. He's obsessed, Addy. Katrina Sawyer this, Katrina Sawyer that. Do you know she's appar

Pete, you knew what you were signing up for

o be his personal bloodhound. He's got more resource

ial about this

know. It's the next big thing, apparently, and Ross w

of guilt tugged at her. He worked harder than anyone she knew, but in

et boundaries with him, Pete. You can't r

he wasn't convinced. "But if I pull this off, I cou

l take care of yoursel

voice softening. "How about yo

itated. "Ab

't tell me Dr. Markson rope

gh she didn't entirely believe it hersel

of exasperated affection, "you nee

that," she sai

inet. The faint circles under her eyes, the stray wisp of hair escap

shake the feeling that thi