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“Now I wonder if the pajamas Alve had us borrow are from here,” Jude commented. “The bears are the same colors, but I haven’t paid as much attention to the clothing inventory as the housewares and bedding.”

“Best of Nests carries things big enough for alphas?”

“Some.” Jude nodded. “Not a lot, but since alphas tend to sleep in the nests, we keep pajamas in stock that are made of softer, more omega-appropriate fabrics.”

“Damn, they really think of everything here.”

“One-stop shop,” Jude said with a laugh.

Madison shopped for about an hour and Jude took note of stock updates they’d need, as well as ordering more of what Madison thought the apartment could use.

Jude was so smooth at work. Any questions his staff or customers had, he had the answer for. He knew this place inside and out, and I was damn impressed with that, considering the thousands upon thousands of items in here and the sheer size of the layout.

Once Madison had finished the initial phase of her quest and filled the cart, Jude waited with us long enough to check out, then helped us load the car.

Outside of the store and away from prying eyes, Jude was much more open to being kissed into a daze. Madison grinned adorably as she claimed her kisses, and I tried very hard not to press Jude up against the car when I claimed my own. We sent him back to work with a goofy smile and a semi-hard cock.

“Good day so far?” I asked Madison.

“Perfectday so far.” She stood on her toes, offering her face, so obviously, I had to kiss her equally senseless.

“Ready to let out your inner sexy beast?”

She laughed. “I’ll probably be more awkward than sexy, but I’m excited to see what it’s like. I went to Les Bijoux years ago for a bachelorette, so it might’ve changed since then. It was crazy hot, though.”

Our trip to the Strip was relatively quick. The traffic on the Strip itself was a nightmare, but we found the parking for the double-towered hotels, Glitz and Glam. Both had blue, pink, and gold glass flowing up and down the towers in a gradient.

Once inside, it was easy enough to find our way, with signs pointing to the applicable theater. Security waited outside the door and confirmed our names on the list, giving us each a wristband.

The stage was outfitted with a series of poles jutting up from the floor with thick mats beneath them.

A few nervous-looking people were scattered across the stage, and they directed us to the changing rooms. Madison and I diverged there, returning in our workout gear.

She stopped dead, her gaze darting over me before settling on my shorts. “Oh my god.”

I spun for her and planted my hands on my hips. “The info said to make sure the shorts were as short as we felt comfortable with or we’d slide down the poles.”

Madison gaped, her cheeks bright pink. “I didn’t know they made them that small.”

“Took me a few stores to find them. What do you think?”

“I think if they were any color besides black, I’d have to write you up for indecent exposure,” she said with a laugh. “They’re really cupping the goods in all the right places.”

“I’ve got to compete with my girl. You’re out here showing off your absolute cake of an ass in those shorts.”

She twisted to check out her own butt. “I guess the cheeks do look exceptionally round in these shorts. I wasn’t sure if you’d be participating in the class or not.”

“And miss out on all the fun? When they asked if I wanted to try, too, I couldn’t say no, and I thought you’d feel more comfortable if I was here to make a fool of myself so there’d be less eyes on you.”

“You’re not wrong about that.”

“If you want me to leave you to it at any point after today, you just let me know.”

A bouncy blonde and sleek brunette walked out from backstage in red and royal blue leotards, respectively. The brunette stepped forward, a smile on her face. “Welcome to the Les Bijoux sampler class! My name is Farrah, and this is Scarlett.”

The blonde waved, beaming at us. “I’ll be doing the fire dancing and burlesque portions of the class, and Farrah will be doing aerial arts with you.”

“Before you get too scared,” Farrah said, “we’re both trained professionals and we’re not doing anything hardcore. The whole goal of the class is to let you try a lot of different things, so if you want to pursue anything further, you already know you’ll enjoy it. Does anyone have questions before we begin?”