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“You’re prettier.” Time to take this up a notch. I glided my hands up her sides.

She let out an almost imperceptible moan when I teased along the sides of her breasts.

If I pinned her to the wall, bunched those skirts around her hips, and fingered her to orgasm, would that help her relax?

Bad Maddox.

Maybe. But my brain couldn’t make me take the thought back.

I lifted her arms in the air, and let them fall slowly to her sides again, never stopping with the slow dance. Every few seconds, I clicked the button on the camera. With the first few snaps, she went rigid again, but the longer we moved, the more she ignored the sound of pictures being taken.

I hummed, and she snapped her fingers, providing a beat. Before long, we were dancing to our own singing.

When I stepped away, my cock strained against my jeans in protest, wanting to stay close to her. But watching her move was its own pleasure. I kept the a cappella song going, and took my place behind the camera again.

She was captivating. Lost in the beat, and moving with a light abandon that was so perfectly Alys.

I could watch her like this for hours.

A loud bang, more potent than a gunshot, shook the floor, and she and I both jumped.

The lights went out.

What the fuck?

We moved quickly into the main store, and out onto the street, to see several others on the block doing the same.

“What happened?” I asked Aubrey.

Alys yanked my arm. “Onyx.”

There was smoke rising from the back of his shop.

Alys and I broke into a hard run.

7

Onyx

Smoke billowed from my storage room, heavy and dark and suffocating. I pushed through it, fire extinguisher in hand, as I headed from the bright glow of flame coming from the far wall. Hissing and foam and pressure erupted from the canister in my hands, and the smoke grew thicker.

But the fire was out.

“Onyx.” Alys’s shout carried through the curtains of black.

I half-fumbled, half-felt my way toward the rear entrance. “Meet me out back,” I called.

When I pushed open the door, the fire alarm blared, loud and piercing. I fumbled with my keys for the one that would shut it off. “Too little too late, asshole.”

Dark clouds billowed outside, and slowly floated away in the afternoon sunshine. I looked up that power pole near my shop, and the scorch marks on the transformer.

“What happened? Are you all right? Power’s out on the whole block. Was there a fire?” Alys’s and Maddox’s voices overlapped, and I couldn’t figure out who to answer first.

Instead, I nodded up at the electronics. “It blew. I think something shorted inside and started an electrical fire.” I wasn’t looking forward to seeing the damage done.

“But you’re okay,” Alys said.

I nodded, and finally focused on her. The outfit was eclectic and adorable and made for a delicious distraction from the fact that I was covered in soot from the lungs out. Aubrey outdid herself.

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