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“It’s okay if you don’t want to try,” he added.

“Power company is estimating six in the morning for restoration,” someone else down on the lower floor explained.

That was way too long to leave Trix alone.

And probably too long to be trapped in a box with Saul. Where I had no doubt things would progress between us. I wasn’t sure that was the best decision I could make. Especially if I really wanted to stay in this town.

“I’ll try it,” I said, lowering down to my knees, then shifting onto my butt.

“She’s in a dress,” Saul reminded the other men.

“Perfect gentlemen down here,” Raff assured him.

Still, I carefully tucked my skirt between my thighs before I slipped my legs into the gap.

“I’m just gonna grab you so you don’t fall,” Raff explained as his arms went around my legs while I kept scooting into the hole.

I noticed that as I slipped lower down and his arms moved up, Raff was careful to make sure my skirt slipped down to protect my modesty.

“There you are,” he said when we were face to face. “Hey, pretty lady.”

“Hey,” I said, a little breathless.

I wasn’t afraid of slipping through small gaps. But it did seem perfectly natural to be afraid of the power clicking back on and the elevator moving again, slicing me in half in the process.

“Hope you weren’t claustrophobic,” he said, still dangling me just above the ground.

“Shouldn’t you be helping Saul get out too?” I asked.

“Coach? Coach can fold himself like laundry,” Raff assured me.

As if we’d summoned him, Coach landed just behind and to the side of me.

“Put her down, Raff,” Saul said. If I wasn’t mistaken, there seemed to be a slight edge to his tone.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that.”

“Why not?”

“Not before I give her a spin,” Raff said.

His arms tightened around me. Then my belly dropped as he whipped me around in several dizzying circles.

When he set me on my feet, I was still too loopy, causing me to stumble back into someone.

Nag champa overwhelmed me as Saul’s hands went to my hips, steadying me.

“I’ve got you,” he said.

Did I lean back into him? Yes, yes, I did. Just to steady myself, though.

“Sorry we didn’t find you earlier,” Raff said, pulling a flashlight out of his pocket to light up his face.

“We weren’t trapped that long,” I said.

God, we really weren’t.

And yet we’d somehow managed to start hooking up.