Kane’s POV
I laugh loudly at the man’s admission, shaking my head in amusement. ‘Where is my favourite non related niece anyway?’ I ask, scanning the crowded room for her long blonde hair.
Ashton rolls his eyes, ‘where do you think? With Tank in the kitchen. Moody b.astard was over the crowd before you even got here; f.ucked off to sit on his own. You know Beth though. She loves the miserable f.ucker, so she trailed after him, and they’ve been in there ever since.’ He glances at me, ‘probably eating your ice cream man, so sorry about that in advance.’
I shrug, grinning, ‘I bought three of Brandy’s craving plus three other flavours man, it’s all cool.’
Ashton sighs as he looks toward the kitchen, no doubt trying to decide if it’s worth dealing with his daughter’s pouting to go and prise
