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glazed, overstressed look was back.
    Good thing he was occupied. He wouldn’t see my brain unlacing.
    I could control the power. I wasn’t there yet, but even one all-out dance session had made a difference. Eventually I’d be able to direct my energy wherever I wanted.
    I just couldn’t get rid of it.
    Given time, I could probably stamp the power out of the smaller movements like my port de bras and barre work. Those little motions were more grace and muscle memory than oomph.
    The jumps would be the death of me. Like a grand jeté ? How was I supposed to do a midair split without using everything I had?  
    I’d felt the truth as soon as I focused. It wasn’t so much the dance summoning the power. I’d pulled it from inside myself to fuel the dance.
    I could still perform as long as I did it someplace like the stadium, which was clearly built to stand up to abuse from supers. Give me a wooden stage and I’d crash through the boards and become the first dancer in history to literally knock the audience out of their seats.
    Maybe, maybe , I could harness it. If I could use the power to do things that other dancers couldn’t, then I could still make it work somehow.
    I jammed another spoonful of peaches into my mouth. I was gonna need the real bourbon after this.
    And a hell of a lot of distracting.
    Ryan cursed at the computer screen. That man could distract me anytime he wanted.  
    I put down the peaches and tilted onto my side. “Trouble?”
    “Your things are here.” He glanced at me around his monitor. “But Angel moved you into my apartment.”
    “Oh?” This was going to be…interesting.
    “Apparently she spoke with our fearless leader this morning. He thinks I’ll have a positive effect until you’re fully in control. I’m not sure about that, but I want to be close in case the power slips.”
    Staying near Ryan was fine, but I couldn’t stare at his shoulders all day. At least not every day. “So I just follow you? And then I do what, once I’m in control?” I had to be under serious probation at the studio, so even if things got magically better right now, I had nowhere to go.
    “Focus on training and we’ll figure the rest out as we go.” Ryan looked away from the screen and met my gaze. “I’m going to help you through this.”
    Warm fuzzies danced in my stomach. No one ever helped me. Everything I’d ever done, I’d had to fight alone. And it wasn’t like Ryan had tons of free time to pick up strays.  
    “Thank you.” If I put in technique and combined the power training with my regular routine, how many hours could I do before I danced myself into the ground? I’d test it. I wouldn’t be able to worry about the future if I was sweating blood. “Can you get me a barre ?”
    “Make a list of whatever you need and Angel will get it.” Ryan cracked his knuckles. “And you’re welcome to stay with me, but I don’t want you to feel like this is a corporate job shadow. You shouldn’t leave the building, but you can roam around.”
    I doubted many corporate citizens looked like Ryan, but I didn’t want to keep him from his work, especially if I was going to be imposing on his apartment. I tossed my garbage and took my mason jar to go. “Thanks for lunch. See you later?”
    “Later.” He finally met my gaze, and I didn’t think I was imagining a flash of heat. I shivered. Could it be later now ?
    It wasn’t the best time to get involved with a man, but Ryan wasn’t going anywhere. He was my lifeline until I got my head on straight, and I was glad to have him. Someone who grew up expecting to develop powers wouldn’t know what it was like to have your life derailed.  
    I headed to Angel’s desk. Her circle of monitors was on and firing, but she was nowhere to be found. I poked my head over the nearest cubicle. “Sorry. Have you seen Angel?”
    The girl sloshed her coffee. She was more wide-eyed than I’d expected in this kind of nonstop work deal. Did superhero