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"I like big butts and I cannot lie." He grins and I stifle a groan. "I know you didn't ask me this, but I figured we'd talk about it tonight, but I like to hit it from behind. That's my favorite position."
Kingston's eyes widen and I see him staring at me before he looks back at Camden, narrowing them.
"You think that's really appropriate for a first date?" he asks Camden in a gruff voice and I shiver at his tone. He reminds me of a lion right before he roars.
"What? I believe in honesty."
"Do you though?" I ask him. "That's why you used AI photos on your profile?"
"What are you trying to say? You've brought that up several times." He looks annoyed. "Wait. Are you trying to say I don't look as good as my photos or something? I mean, I wasn't going to say that you looked like you were 110 pounds in your photos and in person you're looking like you're 200."
"Excuse me?" My jaw drops. "I am not 200 pounds, thank you very much."
"Okay, I'm just saying. With that badonkadonk on you."
This man is going to see my right hook in T minus five seconds. If he says one more word, I will show him that Mike Tyson has a redheaded daughter that doesn’t play.
"Shall we share a table?" Kingston asks me as if he’s unsure as to my answer. I’m surprised to hear something other than confidence in his tone.
I stare at him for a couple of seconds, blinking. Is he crazy? Does he really think I want to stay? "I think that I'm just going to go home," I say, shaking my head. "I don't know that this is going to work for me, Camden."
He holds his hands up in the air. "Hey, man. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I was just nervous because I saw you in that white dress and you had me thinking that you were thinking we're going to get married when all I'm thinking about is getting some. But I'm not trying to be rude or crude or make you feel uncomfortable and please, let me buy you dinner. I mean, we had such great conversation and?—"
"Come on Skye," Kingston says. "Why don't you let the nice man buy you dinner?” His lips twitch and I can tell he’s deliberately being a jerk. We both know there is nothing nice about this twat.
I stare at him through narrowed eyes. "Because."
"Because what? You got better plans tonight? I think it will be quite enjoyable for the four of us. Don't you think so, Angelica?"
She frowns slightly, her very red lips pouting. "But I thought tonight was going to be about us getting reacquainted, my darling Kingston. It's been so long."
"And we will get reacquainted," he says with a slight nod. Then he looks back at me with an S.O.S. in his eyes. "I think a double date would be quite fun."
"Okay," I say, nodding slightly.
Maybe Kingston isn't doing this just to help me. Maybe he wants me to help him as well.
"Shall we go and check the tables?" Kingston offers, grabbing my arm. "Angelica, why don't you and Camden stay here for a few moments and Skye and I will check the reservation."
"Okay," she says, looking annoyed.
Kingston guides me towards the maître d'.
"So you and Camden, huh?"
"You and Angelica, huh?"
"At least she didn't lie about her appearance."
"Yeah." I make a face. "Can you believe that jackass said I was 200 pounds?"
"Nope, you don't look an ounce over 100."
I giggle slightly as I shake my head. "That's not true. I'm definitely not 100 pounds, but I'm not 200. I'm like, 150. Okay, maybe 160.” Why am I talking about my weight? I’ve seriously lost the plot.
"Nothing wrong with that," he says with a smile. "You also didn't have to tell me, but just in case you were interested, I lift 350 pounds so I got you, anytime you need me to get you.”
“Uhm, thanks. I'm just offended, and my ass is not even that big."
