I turned and opened the glass slider, let myself out, and ran toward the studio. Quickly firing up my laptop, I sat, clicking past each frame I'd taken on the SD card. When the ones of Evette and Elias ran out, the ones of Flynn and I started to flip by. The first few were me climbing on the bed, but they got progressively raunchier. A certain one made me catch my breath. The angle of the camera had caught Flynn staring up at me, and I've never seen raw sexual need pour from a picture as the look on his face did in that frame.
The studio door opened, and Daryl burst in, followed by Flynn, who casually closed the door and leaned against the wall. A shadow passed by the window and I knew Lee was outside, and that he would have been inside in a heartbeat if we needed him.
"When the fuck did he get here?" Daryl asked angrily.
"Hey, Daryl, did you miss me?" I asked.
"Of course, I did. I asked you a question."