Kane shook his head seeing the screen... he was drunk and not thinking straight, "I'm leaving." He muttered angerly. He had won the game and they hadn't karaoked yet! "Fucking Taya had to go to the press because when she doesn't get her way she throws a hissy fit until she does." He almost yelled. He was furious. Kane was a big man so no one got in his way.
Kenna knew that this wasn't good. She'd be the mystery blonde in pictures that was the rumored home wrecker. She simply loved the feel of it in this moment, it was time when she got back to have another fling.
"Are you trying to distract me, Kane?" Kenna smirked to him. Taking in the table with a calculated eye. Moving out of his arms she found the angle. At hearing the news she scratched the table, balls bouncing around wildly.
"Damn..." Kenna muttered at both. She had been so close to winning.
An hour later Kane had his arms around her waist from behind, "Last shot... you miss... I win... its that simple." He whispered in her ear, his hot breath on her neck. "Then you sing with me." He had had a few more drinks now and he was not holding his liquor well tonight. He needed to stop or get cut off but his phone hadn't made a sound since she hung up on Taya. Thats when he looked up on the television, breaking entertainment news... Taya Reynolds Pregnant with Kane Brown's love child.
"Trying the charm card, are you? I'm immune to that and don't even think about the big blue eyes," Kenna smirked to him, she did enjoy this moment though. "Let's see these skills then."
There might have been over confidence on her end. She didn't mind as long as there was fun. He was charming, sweet and easy to look at. She waited patiently, twirling the pool stick around a little. At least no one was looking anymore.
Kane looked at her and smiled, "Thanks... shes..." He stopped himself, "I'm not going to talk about her tonight." He said taking Kenna's hand, "Tonight I don't think I'll need a second chance." He brought her hand to his lips and kissed the back of it. "You underestimate my pool skills darlin'.... I was playing pool before I could walk." He muttered. Call it Liquid Courage or just plain crazy but Kane... was flirting.
"Go right ahead, might even be a handicap," Kenna teased. It was not desperation to cheer him up, only she liked his company. Most men didn't look at her like she was more than a fun time or a bitch. Approaching him she placed the drink down. With permission she took the phone placing on a sardonic smile.
"Maya, right? Here's the deal...back the fuck off...or maybe the rumor of a funny walk and hastily covered hickies will come out."
"You---" Kenna hung up turning off the sound and vibration. "Now we have a game to play. Even if I win, I'll be nice a give you a second chance."
She held out her hand to him to shake.
Kane handed her the drink and said, "I wasn't sure what you were drinking so I got you the same as me... if you'd like something else I'd gladly buy you another." Kane grabbed his pool cue and said, "Are you breaking or me.... I'd say ladies first but theres a bet on the line." He muttered as his phone rang this time and he answered, "Taya I said we're over... you've done this for too long... too many times."
"I only hustled assholes and I'm pretty damn good at it. This is a bet," Kenna corrected with a mischievous smile. Setting up the table she knew that she could not get drunk easily but was also driving. That phone would drive her crazy by the end of the night.
When he came back she had her stick ready, excited and eager to play again. Famous or not she thought they could be unlikely friends.
"Oh so your hustling me?" Kane asked getting two pool cues down from the rack, "You set it up... first rounds on me." He muttered going to the bar and getting a drink for each of them. He was needing another beer. He had laid his phone on the edge of the pool table and it was vibrating like crazy. Taya just didn't stop. Some of the messages were begging him to come home.
"Oh, if we did that, people might run away," Kenna gave an amused laugh. Doing her best to ignore the stares she smiled seeing the pool table. "How about a wager? You win, I will sing with you."
It had been too long since she had done this, instead it was work or occasionally with a fling. "I worked at a bar like this, only it was an Irish bar...until six months ago when I changed paths. Almost miss the smell and hustling."
"You want to karaoke with me?" Kane asked getting out of the car and holding the door to the bar for her, flashing a smile her way. "I mean we could do something cheesy and just have some fun with it." As soon as they were inside it was like all eyes were on him. He tried to ignore it though, that came with the territory of being a famous musician. He hated it.
It was different to navigate roads and not lines. Going on the subway drunk was another story. Kenna almost wished she could see that bright smile he was known for.
"And darts...that's the only good bar..." Kenna gave him a smirk as she parked. It wasn't perfect but it had been a while. Stretching she stepped out of the car. Maybe this wouldn't be such a big deal. "Oh, and it's open night for the karaoke. Yay."
Kane nodded, "We're good since hes safe now... he was my main concern... now lets go and try to forget Taya exists." Kane got into the passenger's seat once again and let her take the wheel. He wasn't used to going out to bars so he wasn't sure what to expect. "Does this place have like pool and karaoke?" Kane asked her looking up at the neon lights on the outside of the building.
"Mhm...no problem. Guess we will see as time passes," Kenna nodded before driving to the apartment. She sang along softly to Whatever It Takes, not caring that it was somewhat off key.
The apartment was ten minutes away and looked predictable. It was a rental apartment after all. Seeing he would be fine she left some water out and laid out a blaket.
"Good to go?" She asked curiously.
Rambo hopped into the back seat easily. "Good boy." Kane muttered getting into the front seat after shutting the door. He sat in the passenger's seat and asked, "Can we... put a ban on Taya. I don't... want her around here anymore." Kane was being serious. He loved her to a point but she couldn't be pregnant...he refused to believe it. "She can't be pregnant."
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