Naked Eye

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A/N: Here we go! This is the last chapter! It's been a great ten weeks for me, trying out writing an original story and also the new sites I've been posting on (wattpad/Fiction Press and AFF). If you are reading this on AFF you might want to know that I found this site the EASIEST to post on, so far, and I I also read a lot on this site I think I'll make it my home for future stories as well… it's a pity there's no alert system, though…

For thoughts about what I'll write next, see the bottom A/N, and feel free to give me suggestions!

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Chapter 10: Naked Eye

"Ready to go shopping?" It was the next day. Work had been hectic but great, and Mark was practically bouncing with energy, making Jake's question redundant.

"Yup! Where are we going?"

"If we can't find what we want on Madison Avenue, we're not going to find it," Jake told him and led him out the door to hail a cab.

"So if we don't find anything we'll go in sweats?" the blond grinned.

"Why not naked?" Jake countered.

"I feel that would be a bit unfair for me…"

"I'd love it, though…"

"Well, maybe after the opera…?"

"Mark, I didn't mean to sound pushy," Jake hurriedly explained.

"Well, mind if I am? Please spend the night on Friday? Or I could get Lance to look after Felix, and-"

"Your place it is. Don't take this the wrong way, but I want you to be somewhere you're comfortable… and can kick me out if I misbehave."

"Do you plan to misbehave?"

"Would 'slightly naughty' count?"

"I was hoping for 'very naughty'" Mark sighed, faking disappointment.

"I'm sure that can be arranged," the man purred in his ear as a cab pulled up in front of them.

There were a few stores Jake had in mind, and after the car dropped them off, the walk there was a crash course in guiding the blind. At one point Mark's shoulder bumped into a lamp post because Jake hadn't noticed it, and the next moment he stumbled over a piece of garbage on the ground.

"I am very, very bad at this, aren't I?" Jake sighed.

"You'll learn! And I'm not dead yet," Mark chuckled. He was in too good of a mood to let anything bother him at the moment.

"Okay, but I think it's best if I bring you in here now," the man said, and they entered the first store. Mark had just realized that he didn't know where they were, and was about to ask, when they were met by a shop assistant.

"Mr. Barlow, so nice to see you. What can I- oh."

"Could we leave, please?" Mark muttered and pulled on Jake's arm.

"What? What's wrong?"

"She's that woman I went on a blind date with," Mark mumbled. "I don't want to buy anything from her." He had forgotten that Linda worked on Madison Avenue, which meant that this must be Barneys.

"I see. I won't require your assistance today Miss. Smith," Jake said coldly.

"But-"

"Is there a problem?" another smooth voice cut in. This one was male and Mark's amazing built-in voice recognition couldn't place it.

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