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“Hey, Alex.”
Alex froze five steps out his front door, and looked up at Bethany as she ran up the sidewalk. She was wearing Wonder Woman-red leggings and runners. Dripping sweat stained a deep-v of darkness on her black USSS t-shirt. Trixie panted hard at her side.
“About time you got your lazy ass up and moving. You know this isn’t California where…” Her words trailed off and her eyes went wide as she looked over his shoulder.
He didn’t need to turn as Valentin came up beside him and his front door clicked shut. It didn’t close by itself.
“Nice dress,” Bethany shot out, then grimaced an apology.
He glanced over his shoulder. What had looked amazing on last night’s dance floor, and had spent most of the night on the kitchen floor where he’d stripped it off Tanya last night, looked
