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She held out her hand. “I’m Min.”

The cosplayer took her hand with a smile, possibly not noticing Hayden was even in the booth, he was so focused on Min. “I’m Randall. But if you call me Flame, I’ll give you a five percent discount.” He winked at her and she laughed, loving her new best friend.

Randall turned to Hayden, hand out, but the smile noticeably dimmed. “Randall.”

“Hayden.” They shook, taking each other’s measure in the way men do, and then Randall turned back to Min.

“Now, how can you claim to love FlameThrower when you’re standing in my booth wearing a DeathsHead shirt?”

Min grinned. “Would you believe I had no choice?”

“Well, then we need to fix that. What do we have to do to make you happy?”

Min leaned in as if imparting a secret. “I need an outfit FlameThrower would wear if she was about to crush DeathsHead under her boot.”

Hayden rolled his eyes, and Randall immediately turned to his racks of clothes to start searching for the perfect ensemble. Min took the moment to reach over and pinch Hayden’s side. He jumped, grabbing her hand.

“Ow?” He pulled her a little closer, loving the feel of her against him.

“Be nice.”

“You were ready to throw yourself at him.”

“I appreciate a fan.”

Hayden grinned at her, dark and filled with promises. “I guess I don’t like competition, no matter where it comes from.”

She smiled at him. “I know for a fact you love competition. That’s literally your thing.”

He leaned into her, speaking low in her ear so it wouldn’t carry through the small booth.

“I love competing withyou.”

She laughed at his admission. The sight of her made his stomach dip at the memory of her last night, naked and spread out on the bed and calling his name.

“Well, think of this as a growth opportunity.” She patted his chest then turned to Randall, who had pieced together a number of items for her to try on in the small dressing room stationed in the booth.

She disappeared behind the curtain. Hayden looked around at the booth, studying everything idly until he looked up and froze.

“Now, what can I talk you into buying?”

Hayden turned to find Randall, now focused on him with his best salesperson smile. Before he could change his mind, Hayden pointed to the T-shirts above him on display.

“You got that one in my size?”

CHAPTER12

MIN

Min tried on everything, from the classic look she was used to, to the more daring outfits that Randall was pushing her toward. She was thoroughly enjoying herself. Randall was hilarious and attentive and had an easy sense of style Min respected. Finally, she settled on buying hot pink sparkly fishnets, a unicorn corset top, and a number of colorful beaded necklaces. She figured she could wear her pink mini skirt one more time before the internet called her out on it.

Stepping out of the booth, she looked around, wondering if she had lost Hayden. She pulled out her phone to text him at the number he had programmed into her phone that morning, and then stopped herself—they hadn’t said they would spend all morning together. And two orgasms didn’t mean he had to report to her about his whereabouts, especially since she had fallen asleep before taking care of him last night. She bit her lip, trying to figure out what to do, not sure if she had the right to text but knowing she already missed him when two arms slipped around her waist and she was pulled back into a hard chest. She looked up and relaxed at the sight of Hayden’s smile.

“Done appeasing your fans, Minerva?”

“Done. Where did you wander off to?”

“Just down the aisle to scope out what else they had for sale. Did you know that for fifty dollars you could purchase a statue of a naked Deadpool as a Simpsons character?”

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