group was toured through a facility that cared for injured mongooses, a baby boar, two wild goats, several small deer, squirrels, and two one legged birds as well as an assortment of other birds and small animals. Kat had heard they were going to have to close if they didn’t get more funding. Tony seemed disappointed he wasn’t able to pet something until the caretaker informed him that they tried to keep the animals lives as wild as they could.
“What’s it matter if you don’t think you’ll ever release them again. With one foot or injuries too bad to survive in the wild why not make a pet out of some of them?”
“It’s not our policy,” she said.
Kat smiled sympathetically at the woman as Tony shrugged.
After an hour of taped interviews, Kat took each man aside for a private talk about how they were doing. Of course Tony played hurt that he hadn’t had alone time with her before now and pulled her in for a kiss. When she turned away, she wondered why she didn’t just kiss the man.
“You want to kiss me,” he said. “I know you do, the way you stare at my mouth,” he smirked.
“Maybe I want it to be my idea.” Kat stared hard into those dark eyes. She imagined there would be many battles for supremacy with Tony. Not a lot of budging in a lifetime of arguments. They were just so different, so why couldn’t she just ignore her attraction to him?
“Well, make it your idea because someone is going to interrupt us any minute.” He lowered his chin and gave her a look that made a jolt of electricity shock her core. Wow. This guy was really something. There was no going back now. She leaned forward and kissed his lovely lips lightly. There was no participation on his end, his eyes remained open and when she pulled back, she smirked at him. “You don’t like it when I lead?”
“No.” He put a finger under her chin, tipped her head up and claimed her mouth in a red hot, steamy, sexy kiss. His tongue dove for hers.
When they came up for air, Kat absently glanced at the camera, a big no no, and took a deep breath.
“See?” Tony said. “It’s better when I lead.” He stood, grabbed his jacket and moved off, leaving her breathless and discombobulated.
That night there was a knock on her cabana door, and thinking it was a production assistant, she opened the door wearing an tight tank top and shorts. Before her stood Tony and Sam, hands in pockets, looking like they had a secret. “Hi, Guys, Whats’up?”
“Can we talk for a minute?” Tony asked, and motioned inside the room.
A cameraman followed them in as Sam and Tony moved to the couch area where they all sat. “What’s going on?”
Sam looked at Tony and nodded. “We wanted to warn you that not everyone here has an honest motive. Not everyone is here to find love.”
Tony sat forward. “Sam and I don’t think it’s fair for you to not know what’s going on, but we don’t feel it’s our place to tell you exactly what’s happening.” Tony looked convinced that was all he’d say.
“What makes you think someone isn’t here for the right reason?” She knew who she hoped it wasn’t. There were three or four men she’d hate to think were only on the show for exposure on national TV.
“He says stuff around us.” Sam looked like it pained him to say this. “Not nice stuff. He might even have a girlfriend.” The two men exchanged a glance and Kat stood to look at the producer. Then back to Sam. “Who is it?”
The producer shrugged and Kat turned to Sam again. “Please tell me if you know anything.”