stare.
“I want to see the skimmer as soon as possible. Make an appointment, or I will.” Berenger reached across the table and put his palm over her free hand.
“I’ve told you it has been serviced recently. It’s in good condition.” She frowned.
Kassius wasn’t certain, but he thought he heard a little hesitation in her voice. The rest of what she said sounded so confident he couldn’t be sure. He didn’t know why she’d feel any hesitation. Other than not confronting them about what she’d heard them saying, she seemed more than capable of arguing or denying them.
“It’s been serviced. Did that service include putting in some of the modifications I specifically told you you didn’t need the last time you brought your skimmer to me?” Berenger raised a brow.
Sephanie squirmed in her seat. “One.”
Berenger sat back in his chair, his hand slipping off Sephanie’s. “Let me guess. The accelerator boost.”
She bit her lip and nodded. “It is my skimmer.”
Kassius could see her hackles rising in spite of her obvious nervousness. Maybe she thought Berenger had singled her out for that denial. “Sephanie, he won’t let even me have that one. He threatened to take apart my skimmer at night and leave it in a million little pieces if I got it somewhere else.”
“He won’t?”
“Not any of us or our families. Something about it not being good for the skimmer long-term and a bunch of technical speak that made me zone out until he smacked me on the shoulder to get my attention,” Teague inserted. He stroked her hair.
“I don’t know whether to feel flattered or outraged on mine and everybody else’s behalf at your high-handed behavior.” She stared at Berenger.
“Doesn’t matter. That modification is coming off.” Berenger smiled.
Kassius shook his head when he noticed that smile. He knew that look well. Berenger was determined. She’d be lucky if she didn’t wake up to find her skimmer gone one morning and back by the afternoon.
“Maybe. I’ll do some research and see what I can learn.” She shrugged, but the smirk on her lips held a bit of a taunt.
“Do your research, but I’ll still take that thing off.” Berenger’s muscles relaxed, and he began eating again.
She laughed. “Not as long as it doesn’t go into your shop.”
Kassius didn’t bother correcting her assumption that Berenger would leave her vehicle alone if she kept it away from his shop. She’d learn that lesson during their relationship. If they had their way, Berenger would have unlimited access to her little skimmer sometime soon. She was going to be part of their life. Berenger wouldn’t stop trying to protect her from something he believed was harmful because she didn’t cooperate.
Chapter Four
After the meal, they left the restaurant and took her to the club Turana. Turana catered strictly to those in a relationship. There weren’t singles looking to find a man or woman for a night of fun at this establishment. They wouldn’t have to deal with other men trying to draw their woman’s attention. Kassius definitely appreciated that aspect of the club. They could focus totally on her. On top of that, the club played a mix of music designed to let men get close to their partners.
Kassius took Sephanie’s hand as they approached the club. The sign along the top of the building proclaimed the club’s name in silver and purple letters. Berenger walked in front of them, paying for their entry into the club while Teague strolled along behind them.
Kassius didn’t blame him. The view of their woman from behind was entrancing. Her round hips and the delicious curve of her buttocks swaying side to side called to a man to bend her over and give her cheeks a few smacks before he drove into the heat of her pussy.
Walking into the club, Kassius glanced around. The interior carried the same colors as the sign. Purple and silver were complemented by black throughout the room. Tables flanked the large dance
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