Kane’s POV
I hold Brandy’s gaze as she stares back at me wordlessly, swallowing heavily as she clasps and unclasps her hands that are resting on the table. She’s saved by our waiter appearing with our drinks, placing our sodas in front of us before saying our pizzas will be a few more minutes and rushing off to another table who are waving him over.
I pick up my drink, taking a sip as Brandy does the same, her gaze averted, making me smirk. She’s so f.ucking adorable. I let the silence hang for a moment before I decide to stop torturing her. I have to be careful not to push my woman too far out of her comfort zone, she may have armour like steel, but underneath is a woman who needs careful handling.
‘So, tell me about yourself’ I demand, making the communications manager jump at my swif
