Everything happened just as Cayne said it would. Cayne finally got dressed, wearing asleep black Armani suit, Gucci shoes and his favorite Gucci scarf.
There was a knock at the door and Cayne went to open it with me trailing behind him.
Lincoln stood there, his green eyes as cold as he stared at Cayne.
"Well, if it isn't the great Cayne Shelton," he said sarcastically, eyeing him with distaste.
Cayne ignored him and looked at me.
"I've got to go now, I'll be late for my meeting," he said, kissing me.
He grabbed his briefcase and look at Lincoln reluctantly.
"Take care of her. If you don't, I'll kill you." And the weird thing is that Cayne was pretty damn serious of his tone.
He shove past Lincoln and seconds later, he was gone. And just like that, Lincoln's attitude suddenly change
