It was barely after 10. There was no way she was going home this early. She swung the door open and couldn't help the smile that spread across her face when she saw Camden sitting alone at the bar. She couldn't for the life of her understand why Kaine was so repulsed by him. He was sexy as hell. She sauntered up to him and slid in the seat next to him. "Mind if I sit here?" He glanced at her and shrugged. She cleared her throat. "I brought Kaine home. She's fine." He smirked at her. "Want to get out of here?" Her eyes widened and she grinned at him. "Yep." He stood and walked quickly to the door, and Layla had to almost run to keep up with him. She almost bumped into him when he stopped short and spun around. He grabbed her face and crushed his mouth to hers. He kissed her hard and desperately. "My place or yours?" She gasped. "Yours," he muttered. "I'll follow you." She giggled and ran to her car, waiting until Camden pulled behind her. She couldn't wait to have him all to herself. 12 Kaine woke up on Sunday morning to the doorbell.
