Kameron's POV
I swoop Violet up into my arms getting her to her room in no time at all, shutting the door behind us before setting her to her feet. "Ok so let's get you changed and the clothes packed so we can head out of here before you get harassed again." I say with a tinge of spite in my words. I think my comment has not gone unnoticed by my lady.
"Changed? Why? Is someone jealous of the attention I'm getting in this dress?" She asks playfully smirking up at me. I roll my eyes at her playfulness as I respond, "Yes.. You're mine and he needed to know that.. I can't believe he would just openly hit on you like that.. does he not have any professionalism or class. I mean there was multiple murders here. What a douchebag." I state getting madder thinking about his conversation with her.
