But the time is coming when the truth is going to come out and I'm not entirely sure where that's going to leave us.
He's meant to be in charge. The one ensuring our team works effectively and all that shit, and he's going to find himself right in the middle of the tension. Leon too.
If it comes down to it, I know Coach will back them over me. But he won't do it easily. Leon and I are by far the best wide receivers this team has. Everyone knows they'd be leaving too much up to chance if they go into the season with someone else on the offense.
My need to see her finally gets the better of me when I drop down into my car after practice.
I'm fucking starving, but that's going to have to wait.
I'm not missing a chance at seeing her while I'm still on campus.
I start my car and just about to throw it in drive when my cell starts ringing.
Pulling it from my pocket, I find Devin's name staring back at me.
"Yeah?" I bark, preparing to hear that we've got another fucking job despite the fact I'm supposed to be done.
"You need to come back to the house. Now."
"Why? What's going on?"
"Just get your ass here now."
"Right. Fine. I'm just leaving."
Throwing my cell down in the center console, I spin my tires out of the parking lot right as Luca and Leon emerge from the entrance. Flipping them the bird as I pass, I head home to find out what the fuck is going on.
All three of their cars are parked out the front of the house, which is unusual for this time of day.
"What's going on?" I ask as I walk into the living area to find Ezra and Ellis on the couch with concerned expressions on their faces while Devin paces back and forth.
"Look," Devin spits, pointing at something on the coffee table.
"What's that?"
"Hidden cameras?"
"What? Who would do that? Victor?"
"Funny, we were going to ask you the same thing."
"Me? I didn't fucking plant them. If I wanna know some shit, I'll ask you."
"We didn't mean you, asshole," Ezra spits.
"Okay so—"
"Your girl," Devin mutters.
"Scarlett? Nah, she wouldn't…"
"Was she still here when you woke this morning?"
"Uh…"
"And why was she even here, Kane? You fucking hate her."
Realization dawns and my body tenses in anger as it begins to burn up.