Harry had locked the door to the shop and was pulling down the shutters when George said, “Music’s still playing.”
Harry smirked, opened the letterbox, and yelled, “Alexa. Stop!” He then turned to George and grinned. “Ain’t technology grand?” He again reached for the metal shutters.
“I’m surprised you don’t have a burglar alarm.”
Harry let go of the shutter once again. “s**t!” He felt foolish. Normally he was incredibly diligent about closing up, although normally he wasn’t going home with a sexy armoured knight.
George had taken some persuading to put the helmet back on but had stood firm about keeping the visor raised.
Harry unlocked the door, nipped inside, and armed the alarm. Coming back out again, he turned to George. “Anything else before I lock up?”
George smirked. “Can’t thi
