RICARD POV
I found myself in a club. I know, I know, unethical and god knows what else my father would deem it if he were to catch me here.
But that didn’t matter. None of it did when it came down to Kayden. I somehow couldn't get that image of him kissing Ross out of my head.
“Why am I so bothered?” I wondered. “Did this affect me so much? Since when do I care about Kayden anyways?”
I reached for the bottle of liquor in front of me and gulped it down hungrily. When I dropped it, it felt like I could see and hear better. Seeing Kayden and Ross last night hurt me more than I cared to admit.
“Kayden lied,” I said to myself. “He said he wasn't bisexual or into men and yet he kissed Ross? How the hell does he kiss him? Why did he even do that?”
I groaned and gulped more vodka. “What does
