Talon’s POV

As Zarek came back from the ladies’ room, I playfully jabbed at him, “Not cool man,” I laughed.

“Yeah! That was so wicked,” Lucan grinned.

“Really dude? Finger-fucking her under the very table we were eating on,” Valen wailed, sending us all in a louder fit of laughter.

“That was so cliché, Zarek,” I chuckled.

“She didn’t seem to complain,” Zarek teased me back. “Why don’t ...