He kisses my forehead, and I roll my eyes while heading back to my room. I peek out to see him walking out the door, heading to the elevator, and I capitalize on the fact he's out of earshot. I wave my hand over the phone, using my magic once again.
"Are you really going after her again?" Amy bellows.
"Of course I am. Stay the hell out of my way and out of my life!" Kane berates, sounding furious.
There's silence for a minute, with the exception of drawers opening and shutting in the background.
"You really do hate me, don't you?" she whimpers, and I hear him sigh hard.
"Amy, I'm not the one for you. I've told you this countless times - even before Alyssa came into my life. I hope you get your shit under control, really, I do, but it's not my responsibility, it's yours. Acting out every time I'm with the girl I want to be with only pisses me off. Excuse me, I have to holler at Zee."
I hear his feet shuffling away, and I start to end my use of magic.
"Kane still mad?" asks Sierra, and I decide to be nosy and tune in instead of tuning out.
"Very. What's so special about some blond girl? Does he miss being a normal guy that much?" Amy scoffs.
Normal?
I suppose being insanely wealthy has its drawbacks. It'd be hard to appreciate the small things and know when someone actually likes you for you.
"Amy, he’s right though. You can't keep doing this to him. He's not responsible for you. You're responsible for you. You'll find someone who loves you the way he loves Alyssa."
Loves? He doesn't love me. Slow down the wedding march, Sierra.
"He doesn't love her. He barely knows her," Amy snorts.
Bitch.
"He does, or he wouldn't be in a frenzy to find her. Just leave him in peace. He'll never forgive you if he loses Alyssa, and then you won't even have his friendship."
"If I wanted his friendship, I wouldn't have told him I love him."
She loves him? Shit.
"If he loved you, you wouldn't be sitting here scheming up ways to get him. You have to stop crossing that line. If you back off, he will eventually come around. Right now, you're on a slippery slope. Soon, you might not be able to stop from making a mistake that you'll have to live with after you've sobered up."
Sobered up? Drugs? Booze?
"I-"
"I need my phone," Kane murmurs, interrupting whatever Amy was going to say.
Crap. I want to hear more.
"Be careful, and call us when you find her. I'd like to know she's alright," Sierra murmurs genuinely.
"I will, in the meantime, stay on standby. I might need some help finding the sons of bitches after her."
"You know we'll help in any way we can. That's what family is for."
"Just… if she says… when I-"
"We'll accept her," Sierra says comfortingly, and I get sick.
When he what? What will I say?
"I think it's stupid, and I won't accept her, no matter how long she stays," Amy spews.