LIORA
Confused, I turned my head.
Kane.
Of course.
I slowly lowered the glass and stared at him.
“Weren’t you supposed to be in that meeting?”
He shrugged carelessly, leaning one elbow against the bar. “I already know what they’re talking about. No point sitting through the same conversation twice.”
I studied him for a moment. “You sound bored.”
His lips curled into a crooked grin. “I am bored.”
Ignoring him, I lifted my glass again and almost immediately, his hand covered the top of it once more.
I frowned. “What now?”
His playful expression disappeared.
“The property patch you’re wearing makes you the envy of almost every woman in this clubhouse.”
My brows knitted together. “So?”
“So,” he continued, “you shouldn’t be drinking or eating anything you’re not absolutely sure ab
