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From the corner of my eye, Kai flinched like I’d hit him. Fuck. Had our…mybehaviour really hurt him that deeply?
“I don’t feel like dancing,” Kai said finally. His head was bowed as that heavy exhaustion seemed to wash over him once more. He reached out a hand, but not towards me.
Towards Tristan.
“I think you should go, Si. Tristan and I want to spend some time together. Alone.”
The flash of hurt that ripped through me was so visceral I actually lifted a hand to my chest to check. No, there was no injury.
Not one you could see anyway.
I didn’t let it show. The last thing Kai needed right now was to think he’d upset me. He was clearly going through something…even if I didn’t know what that was.
And that hurt more than anything. I used to be the person he reached out to. The person he confided in.
Now he had someone else. Someone who wasn’t me.
Maybe this was it now. I’d missed my chance.
If I’d ever even had one.
“No worries.” I clapped Kai on the shoulder to show him there were no hard feelings, even if that couldn’t be further from the truth. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Kai bit his lip and glanced at Tristan. His thumb started rubbing the back of the other man’s hand. “Actually, you shouldn’t come over in the morning. Tristan will be staying the night.”
“Lots of nights,” Tristan said quietly but firmly.
I turned my back to hide my face before quickly pushing my way through the crowd. I didn’t want Kai to know I was hurting, but I wasn’t a good enough actor to play this off.
I blitzed past Rhys in a rush, not stopping to check he was following.
Thankfully, he appeared at my side as I stepped out to the flashing of what seemed like a hundred cameras.
“Silas, are you and Kai a couple?”
“Was the kiss a stunt?”
“Are you jealous of Tristan and Kai?”
“Are you leaving early because of an argument?”
Dylan, Kai’s guard, appeared at my other side from nowhere. Between him and Rhys, they were able to cut a path through the paparazzi to where we had parked earlier.
Dylan opened the door for me to get in, using his body to keep the press back before closing it behind me. At the same time, Rhys slid into the driver’s seat.
“Sorry,” I muttered as he pulled away from the bar and onto the busy city street. “Didn’t realise I’d be leaving so abruptly.”
“Not a problem,” he said mildly. “All part of the job.”
His eyes shifted to meet mine in the rearview mirror. “You okay?”
Was I okay? In the past few months, pretty much all the constants in my life had been stripped away.
Guess that was the danger of having almost all your constants revolve around one person.
When I didn’t respond, Rhys asked a follow-up question, reminding me I wasn’t completely alone. “Arlo’s or Luca’s?”
Chapter sixteen
