Kane’s POV
I’m shoving out of the booth and striding through the crowd before I even know what I’m doing. I push people out of my way, closing the gap until I’m two feet away, glowering at the d.ick who dares to have his grubby hands on Brandy.
As I approach, I see her body, that is loose and comfortable moments before, stiffen. She knows I’m behind her, I can sense it.
The guy she’s dancing with continues to move, grinning like he’s won the f.ucking lottery, that is, until his gaze finds me and I watch with satisfaction as his c.ocky grin slowly slides from his face.
‘I’m cutting in’ I growl, stepping right up to them and placing a hand on Brandy’s shoulder, feeling her shiver under my touch. ‘You don’t mind, do you?’ I add, glaring at him, letting him know that it would be much bette
