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“The cameras.” She gestured with her hand.
Faron turned to see a camera bot hovering close by. “It is bothering you?”
“Of course! It’s watching our every move. Nobody likes to be scrutinized, especially when they’re doing something like this.”
“Stay here.” He strode from the booth, drew back his fist, and slammed the camera bot out of the air. It smashed into a dozen pieces on the ground.
The feel of Kendra’s fingers against his chest still burned on his skin. Faron traced a hand across his muscles, longing for that touch again.
He strode back to the booth and stood by the table. “Better?”
She stood there with her mouth open. “I didn’t expect you to do that.”
“The bot made you uncomfortable. It was an easy solution.”
Kendra laughed, the sound low and sultry. “I guess it works.” Her gaze drifted down his chest and froze at his groin. She cleared her throat and looked away. “You might like to adjust yourself.”
“What do you mean?”
She kept her gaze averted and pointed a finger at him. “You might have gotten a little excited when we kissed.”
Faron looked down and smirked when he saw his erection proudly poking out the top of his thong. “It is not something I’m ashamed of.”
“I can imagine not. Most men with something that size would be happy to show it off to everybody. Maybe not during a dinner date, though.”
Faron smiled as he tucked himself away and joined Kendra back in the booth.
He picked up his steak and continued to eat. “I enjoy your mouth.”
She bit her bottom lip. “Yours isn’t so bad either.”
He nodded. “I know.”
She snorted a laugh. “But you might like to take a course in how to manage your ego.”
“What’s wrong with my ego?”
“It’s on the large side, much like the thing you’ve got flapping around inside that thong.”
Faron grunted as he finished his food. His ego was nothing special. If Kendra considered him arrogant, she should meet his father and Bartlek. They took arrogance to a whole new level.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Ivy strode into the restaurant and over to the booth, her mouth set in a thin line. “You destroyed the camera bot.”
“It was bothering us,” Faron said, not glancing up from his food.
“It was nowhere near you.”
“It was a bit intrusive, Ivy,” Kendra said. “We’re trying to have a nice dinner and get to know each other. I couldn’t relax with the bot being so close.”
Ivy sighed and shook her head. “Fine, we got some great shots before you destroyed it. Don’t do it again.”
“I’ll do whatever I want if the cameras bother Kendra.” Faron did not like the sharp tone of this dark-haired female.
Ivy glared at him, but a slow smile spread across her face. “You’re having a good time?”
“We were,” he said.
“I’ll have amazing footage for our audience, thanks to you. Some of it will be too X-rated for daytime viewing, though.” Her gaze skimmed over his muscles.
