*Kane's POV*I spend pretty much the whole day trying to distract myself from Violet, but I just can’t. The only thing that’s getting me through is the thought of the fights tonight. The day seems to pass in slow motion as I wait. By 9pm, I cannot wait any longer and I walk out the front door towards the car I have stashed in an alley.The 10 minute walk passes quickly and I hop in my car and head to the address on the piece of paper. When I arrive I see that I am at a strip joint not too far from Rex’s gym and it’s sitting on an unnecessarily large concrete pad. The neon sign out front is lit up and I suspect the strip club part is already open. I drive past it and park a couple streets over. It’s barely 9:30. I set my phone down and head in. Might as well enjoy some tits while I wait.I flip up my hood for the walk; the probability that I’ll run into somebody I know is slim, but one can never be too safe. When I open the doo

*Kane's POV*After that stupid tour, I head to my room, or rather, the room they call mine and take out my laptop. I have an hour and it should only take me about 5 minutes to change.When I can no longer justify procrastinating any longer, I pull on black jeans and a white v-neck with a leather jacket. I don’t do dress pants and button up shirts. I push the sleeves up on my jacket to show more of my tattoos, knowing they piss my dad off.I walk out of my room and find Violet closing the door to hers. I can’t stop myself from raking my eyes up and down her body. It would be so easy to push her back against that wall, and fuck her in that dress. I want to put my mouth all over the exposed skin on her shoulders and neck.My eyes find their way back to her blue ones which are regarding me intently. I can’t decipher the emotion behind them. Her eyelashes flutter a little, and I snap out of my trance. We are in my father’s house. This c

*Kane's POV*When I felt her hands creeping up my shirt to my back, it reminded me of the scars that sit there. Most of them from my father and some of them because of her. Because I took punishments for her. The hate and resentment that came along with that realization was enough to snap me out of whatever trance her lips had put me in.Leaning back on the door to my room after shutting it quickly, I try to calm my heart rate down. I sit on the edge of my bed and put my elbows on my knees, resting my head in my hands.Her touching my back triggered some nasty feelings to bubble over, but is it really her fault? No, I don’t think so. But at the same time, it’s safer for her to hate me. I realize that at some point since I first saw her at the frat house, my focus shifted and now, the thought that she hates me feels like a knife to the gut. Fuck. This is a problem.I try to think through my options and eventually I realize I need to apologize t

*Kane's POV*When she tells me the guy she’s spent the last two hours with is gay I feel a bit ridiculous for the white hot jealousy that’s been swirling inside me this whole time.As I watch her go to a table, I see a group of people walking towards her. I think I may have seen them around before but I can’t recall any of their names. I can, however, see that they’re all snakes from way over here. I especially don’t like the way the guy on the far right is looking at Violet.I’ve been trying to stay away from her with my dad around so that he doesn’t think I’m getting attached but she’s in a big group. I could be there for any one of those girls, right? My legs decide before my brain does and I begin walking towards their table, glaring at the guy looking at her the whole way there.He notices me and then quickly averts his gaze away from Violet. Fucking creep.As I get closer, and the girls no

*Kane's POV*I don’t dance, but seeing the way Mitch eyes Violet when Cara suggests going to the dance floor, I have no choice but to follow. We squeeze through to the middle and Lucas pulls Violet into him, and it’s clear she hasn’t danced like this before but he shows her to just move her hips and by the end of the first song, she’s got a good enough handle on it that I find myself jealous of a gay guy.Cara and her friend Lauren or Leah or whatever it is are both dancing up on me but I keep my hands to myself and am obviously not paying attention to either of them. I can’t focus on anything other than the way Violet’s hips are swaying against Lucas.After a couple songs, she goes on her tiptoes and says something in his ear. He nods and they start walking away. I push the two girls away and grab her arm and she comes close because I wouldn’t be able to hear her otherwise and says, “I’m just going to coat c