He smiles as he sits down, and they all start filtering out the door.
"You coming, Kane?" one of the guys asks.
"Nah. I'll be home later. Don't wait up."
I blush fiercely at the way that has to sound, and the guy chuckles in response, while the girl with a black, short bobbed haircut glares at me once again.
"We're supposed to do something tonight," she grumbles.
"Do it without me," he says nonchalantly.
She rolls her eyes and follows the others out, and then Kane props up on the counter as I cash out all the tickets and pocket the extra change as my tip.
"Are you sure she's not your girlfriend?" I ask with a tense tone, my eyes not meeting his.
They're supposed to do something? What does that mean?
"Positive," he exhales very dramatically. "She's just a roommate, but she's got a crush… like you do."
Blushing again, I roll my eyes and walk away from his teasing grin.
"I think you're a little full of yourself," I mumble.
"Hey, you're the one who blushes every time I say something," he menaces, and I turn to see his smoldering gaze burning through me.
"You're the one in my place of work asking to come home with me," I daringly counter, my own sizzling gaze meeting his.
"I never said I don't have a crush."
I blush again, and he leans back while propping his hands up behind his head. The lone guy in the corner with his laptop finally stands and heads out the door without so much as a thank you.
"He sat in here all night, taking up a booth, and never even ordered anything," I murmur softly to change the subject.
"Are you ready?" Kane asks, his attempt to seduce me refusing to be deterred as he ignores my statement.
I glance over my shoulder to look at the clock, and see it's five minutes past eleven.
"I suppose so. Just give me a second to wipe down your booth and ring out the register."
"I'll get the booth, you get the register," he says with a grin before picking up my rag and heading away.
I try not to smile like a fool as I rush through the closing process. As soon as I'm done, Kane walks over to hold the door open for me.
Locking it quickly, I turn around to see him staring at me with a gaze so sexy I'm worried my eyes are going to shift again.
"So," I murmur, looking away, "what do you want to do at my place?"
He stifles a laugh, making me blush harder, and then I shake my head.
"Not what I meant," I mumble as he walks side by side with me.
"I didn't say anything," he murmurs, feigning innocence.
"You didn't have to."
He laughs harder as we cross the road in the quiet, still night.
"I thought a movie and popcorn, if you have either. If not, we could just head down to the lake or something."