You didn’t introduce me to your friend here.’ She looked around Devon’s shoulders, smiling at Justin again. ‘Oh, this is my boy, Justin. We wo...k together,’ Devon said dryly. ‘Justin, this is Alexa. And congrats on winning the contest. You were hands down the best up there.’ ‘Thanks. Nice to meet you Justin.’ ‘Good meeting you too. I second the congrats. You truly were the easy winner up there tonight! Where did you learn moves like that?’ She put her head down a little and laughed. ‘Oh, picking. It was just too far out of the way.The one they were really looking for was not hard to find; Caitlyn had passed that building on her way to school every day. The place did not compare favorably to the other two they had looked at: it rented to students, so it was small and not all that well-kept. Judging by the smell, its previous occupants had either been football players or some sort of mass murderer; either way, it explained some of the splotches on the floor, and perhaps why whoever had. But then he started feeling other things as well. Like how warm Damon felt, his tight sexy body, his slight breathing on his neck which was making him tingly all over. Damn, he smelled good. Tristan's pulse sped up. He knew what was happening to him and he wasn't amused. He was getting aroused.Shit!What the fuck was wrong with him? He was doing his best to ignore the erection in his pants growing bigger with each stroke of Damon's hand over his back. He held his breath, shifting so his lower. I made my way in, until I was waist deep, and began to focus on washing myself. As I washed, I felt the clutter of all the thoughts on my mind fall away. It seemed to help me focus on each individual thought better.Ruben and my father were irrevocably tied to the old one, Brenson. He was a Voguel that escaped persecution in his home province and had been hiding out here. His shop, which was also his home, showed that he had been trying to do something to some of the villagers. I believe he was.