He was dressed in a thin, clingy shirt, light pants, and was holding a screen in front of him. Reading, as if he’d been here on vacation for weeks. He didn’t even glance up as they entered, apparently too enthralled with whatever he was reading to be bothered. “What are you doing here?” she hissed as she stomped over to his table. A few nearby patrons shot looks toward her. Without glancing up, Maxu grinned. “I’m researching the human clitoris.”

