When Paul didn’t reply, Kane turned from where he was rooting through his drawers for a T-shirt and some tracksuit bottoms or a pair of jeans. The other man was still in the hallway, gazing around him, open-mouthed.
“Hey, Paul. What are you doing?”
Snapped out of it, Paul quickly stepped into the room, a sheepish grin on his face. “Sorry, mate. I just got a bit distracted by the house. It’s a f*****g amazing place, I have to say. Huge. What do you do for a living? Because I’m thinking a change of career is in order.”
Kane rolled his eyes. Too many people in the past had been so impressed with his house, his wealth, that they’d barely even noticed the man behind them. “Yeah, thanks. So, do you want a bath or a shower?”
His tone of voice clearly got through to Paul, as the other man’s sh
