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Taylor The sky darkened outside my shop, so I was quick to close up. I made my way across the wooden floors, going from window to window, drawing curtains and turning off the glowing neon lights that welcomed people after dark. My shop, a place that wouldn’t hold late night visitors today. Uneasiness had settled into my bones since this morning, and the more I stayed away from the security of my home, the more the need to run increased. Run…that wasn’t something I had done in a long time. Today it felt oddly right. With everything transpiring in the city lately, I found myself overwhelmed. Not to mention my wandering mind kept going to the man who had entered my shop earlier. God, it had been so long since a delicious, well-sculpted man had set foot into my place. And though the monst