Kane’s POV
F.uck, I didn’t even think about the f.ucking sun when I got Brandy to sit on the most exposed side of the table, I was just thinking about myself and not being recognised like a selfish f.ucker.
Brandy shifts her body to face the window, holding up the menu in front of her as her gaze sweeps over the options.
‘I think I’ll have the Texan BBQ’ she murmurs to herself, ‘though the chicken and bacon club also looks good.’ Her attention moves to me as she smiles, ‘it’s so hard to decide, what are you getting?’
I jerk, quickly opening my menu again and looking over the options.
‘Umm . . . probably the meaty one’ I reply, ‘with red onion.’
Brandy groans softly, ‘oh that does sound good’ she agrees, ‘but then so does the Chicken and bacon AND the Texan BBQ . . .’
I chuckle as sh
