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vague, but each situation is different."
    "Sounds reasonable to me."
    "Turnabout is fair play, what do you do?"
    She couldn't help it, her lips twisted in a smirk that she tried to hide. “I have recently discovered a small but interesting market for books featuring gnomes in urban settings."
    "Gnomes? Like that one in the corner there?” He gestured over to Harbinger who was occupying a corner of the kitchen.
    "Huh, I thought that he was in the workshop. I must have moved him while working on Ruffles."
    "Ruffles?"
    "The ballerina gnome.” She stood. “The coffee will take a moment, Alexander. Do you want to see them?"
    "Xander, please. And I would love to.” He scooted past Harbinger and looked a little abashed. “Are they all dressed like ... uhh."
    "No, he is my only BDSM gnome. The rest are all based on other costumes and themes.” She smiled at the small marching row of gnomes on the floor.
    "Introduce me, please.” He bowed formally to the gnomes and Abby wasn't sure, but she would almost swear that they acknowledged it somehow.
    "All right. This is Mitsy, the female boxer gnome. Notice the small boxing gloves?"
    "Yep."
    "Next to her is Splint. He has those crutches because he was trying to look under Ruffles's tutu. Ruffles is the ballerina gnome on the table over there. She was damaged in shipping so I have been repairing her this morning. Now she is good as new."
    "Is that one..."
    "Naked? Yeah, his name is Skint. But I did put a lettuce leaf on him. And last, but definitely not least is Bitsy, my dwarf gnome. Don't even ask me how that one worked out. I think I was short on clay or inspiration that day."
    "They are all fantastic. Where did you get these ideas?"
    His genuine appreciation warmed her. It was so rare to be able to show her creatures to an appreciative audience. Let alone one that made her heart pound in her chest.
    She was so screwed.
* * * *
    "Where did that little bondage gnome go? Did you move him?” Alexander looked around at the corner that the little beast had previously occupied and blinked. He was definitely gone.
    "No, why?” Abby came around her worktable and she bent low to look for her model. Her butt was definitely nice. Her hair was a little shorter than what he normally preferred, but she was a bundle of goodwill and energy. Definitely his type.
    When she had greeted him at the door, he had been surprised to see her face, it was so open and girl-next-door. There was even a sprinkle of freckles across her nose. Her hair was a golden brown that shifted from dark to light as she tilted her head and it framed the soft green of her eyes perfectly.
    It was her mouth that made him pause. It shifted and twisted with every mood. One moment sensual, the next pursed, then pensive as she began to work on her gnomes. It was her mouth that was the insight to her moods. He could watch it forever.
    He had been expecting someone much older, or at least someone more serious. Abby may have a good soul, but it was steel in her heart that would let her survive as the newest Nexus. She was just too soft. Bringing new magic into the world was the task for a strong soul.
    She was still only beginning to create the magic that was spilling into the world, but it had begun to manifest. Training her was going to take a lot of courage and self-control on his part. Her ass was fantastic.
* * * *
    "Harbinger, where the hell did you go?” Abby called out and looked around. She felt silly, but she always talked to the gnomes once they had faces. She felt that the moment they had eyes, they had a soul. It was that moment when they came to life, in her opinion. It was also the reason that she made the faces last.
    There was nowhere for Alexander to have moved him and he couldn't get around on his own so when she felt a tug on her jeans and looked down into the eyes of the thigh high bondage gnome, she screamed and jumped back. Right into Alexander.
    "Do you see what I am seeing?"
    She found it ironic that he was