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That didn’t seem fair. Although she was certain all Faron wanted was to get into her pants, she didn’t want to lead him on. “It might be wise to let him know what your plans are.”
“If you feel that’s appropriate, you can do that. Head focused and legs closed, that’s all you need to concern yourself with.”
Kendra pinched her lips together. Diadora was right. This was business, and she could handle it. She’d been in much tougher situations than this and survived. One hot, gruff alien wouldn’t derail her.
“Before you go,” Diadora said, “since you’ve been so popular with the audience, we’re running a series with you and Faron.”
Kendra took a step back. “A series? What do you mean?”
“The public wants more of you and Faron. Ivy ran the latest promotion last night to several audiences to get their opinion. Across the board, there was consensus that they want regular updates on your relationship.”
Kendra’s palms became clammy, and the air felt too thin to breathe. “Hang on. You said this relationship wasn’t even a relationship. It’s business. You said not to get involved.”
“And don’t. Consider this an additional work duty. You can show the viewing public how effective My Single Alien is.”
“How do you propose I do that?” Kendra knew she would hate the answer.
“Simple. You are to spend a whole day with Faron.”
Kendra swallowed as her stomach clenched. Oh, crap. How could she spend a day with Faron and keep her heart intact?
Chapter 12
Faron was checking the tools in his utility belt when his boss, Clint, strolled into the gray service tunnel he stood in.
“You’re not going out today,” Clint said.
Faron shrugged. “What needs fixing inside the station?”
Clint grinned a gap-toothed smile. “No work for you today.”
Faron’s eyebrows shot up. “Why? Have I done something to displease you?”
“Your work never displeases me,” Clint said. “The universe has bigger plans for you than repairing the cracked drive shaft on C deck.”
“I do not understand.”
“I had a long conversation with a particularly terrifying woman last night. She decided you get to have a day off. I decided I like my balls still attached to the rest of me, and she threatened to remove them. Therefore, you get a day off.”
“A day off to work with this woman?”
Clint sucked in a breath. “I pray on all the burning stars in the quadrant that you never have to endure that. You get a day off work completely.”
Confusion clouded Faron’s mind. “I’m not doing a private job?”
“Stop thinking about work.” Clint patted his shoulder. “This is about pleasure.”
“I always take pleasure in doing a good job, no matter what the situation is.”
“That’s good to know. I was informed last night that you are to spend the day with a human called Kendra.”
Faron’s jaw dropped. “I am?”
“It’s been arranged. I protested and said you had a full schedule of work, but Diadora Hardwick is not a woman to mess with. She has influence in this place. She wants you to spend the day with this woman, so that’s what you get to do, you lucky bastard.”
“What’s this?” Sala wandered out of a nearby room where the rest of the repair crew waited. “You’re getting a day off to date a hot human?”
Faron shook his head. It was a strange offer, but he felt pleased at having the opportunity to spend more time with Kendra. He’d already decided to pursue something more formal, and now this presented itself. It was perfect, as if the stars were lining up to make sure this coupling happened.
