Sera was still staring out the window. She took a long sip of her coffee and turned; her eyes remained downcast. Martha had seen this many times. Her boss's demeanor always changed when she was around men.
Blaze watched as the photographer moved from behind her desk. She was wearing an oversized white shirt which could have been her boyfriend's. The sleeves were rolled up about two inches below her elbow. Under the shirt was a pair of skinny jeans. Her converse made a slight squeaking noise on the hard wood floor.
Sera lifted her eyes high enough to see one man's legs in jeans, the other in black leather. She moved toward them and extended her hand.
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