Kane(90)

 

“Check the bathtub.”

 

“Aideen–”

 

“Check it.”

 

Kane grumbled, but did as I asked and checked the tub.

 

“It’s clean.”

 

I blew out a relieved breath.

 

“Okay, you check the sittin’ room and kitchen, I’ll see to the bedrooms.”

 

Kane saluted me. “Yes, ma’am.”

 

I smacked his arse when he passed me and he found it hilarious. Feeling pretty pleased with myself I turned and walked down the hallway and checked out the bedrooms. Both of them were the same size, a double.

 

It wasn’t huge, but it was bigger than my current apartment, the extra room was ideal for the baby’s room, too. I smiled as I glanced around. I liked it.

 

“Kane, this place is-”

 

The sudden blaring music cut me off and caused me to press my hands over my ears.

 

What the fuck?

 

“Kane!”

 

Kane entered the bedroom—he had his hands on his ears also.

 

“What is that?” I shouted in dismay.

 

He pointed at the wall. “I think it’s the neighbours.”

 

I widened my eyes. “We’re havin’ a baby. I can’t have music blarin’ through the walls!”

 

He nodded his head in agreement. “Let’s tell Cala it’s a no for here, too.”

 

“Damn fuckin’ right!”

 

I stormed out of the bedroom and out of the apartment where I found Cala. She flushed a little when she looked at me.

 

“I apologise.”

 

I shook my head. “It’s a no for the two apartments in this building. Can we go to the next one, please?”

 

Cala nodded then looked over my shoulder at Kane. “Next location is closer to Upton. It’s Old Isle Green and is fifteen minutes away, sir.”

 

Bronagh and Dominic lived in Old Isle Green.

 

“Okay, let’s go.”

 

I flushed when Kane threaded his fingers through mine and tightly held onto my hand as we walked down the hallway and into the elevator. I mentally chastised myself for being so giddy because it was just hand holding, but I didn’t care. I liked it.

 

We exited the building and got back into Kane’s Jeep. We followed behind Cala then until we got to Old Isle Green roughly fifteen minutes later. I was relieved upon exiting the car when I saw no dead animals.

 

“Dominic and Bee live close by,” Kane murmured to me as we followed behind Cala into a tall apartment complex.”

 

I nodded my head indicating I heard him.

 

“You ready?” Kane asked.

 

I gnawed on my inner cheek and said, “As I’ll ever be.”

 

We entered the building and went straight up to the third floor. Cala was explaining all the high points of the apartment to Kane and myself. I let him do the listening while I silently prayed this apartment would be better than the last two. When we made it to the apartment, both Kane and myself checked it out. I found nothing wrong with it. The rooms were big and clean, and when I pressed my ear to the bedroom wall I couldn’t hear a sound.

 

Score.

 

“I like this one.”

 

Kane smiled at me but said nothing.

 

I moved past him and Cala, who were in the hallway of the apartment. I stepped outside and walked up and down the hallway outside just to see if I could hear any signs of noisy neighbours.

 

I heard nothing, which pleased me.

 

My pleasure was short lived because as I walked back to my possible new home with a spring in my step, I walked into the apartment directly next to me just as the door opened. I jumped when a cloud of smoke and a foul smell escaped.

 

My mind screamed fire, but when a bunch of young lads stumbled into the hallway all laughing and shoving one another I knew better. The little fuckers were all stoned.

 

“Yo, lady,” one of them slurred at me, “you wanna hit?”

 

A hit of what?

 

“Kane!” I shouted.

 

Seconds later I was pushed behind his large body.

 

“Go back into your apartment or you won’t live long enough to take another hit.”

 

The lads burst into fits of laughter, but when Kane didn’t move they quieted down. One of them even said, “I don’t wanna get Hulk smashed, let’s go get food instead.”

 

The rest of them cheered and piled back into the smoke-filled apartment. Kane turned to face me, and I saw he was trying not to laugh. I wasn’t in the mood for laughing though.

 

“A dope house... really?”

 

This day was a fucking disaster.

 

“The next one will be good. I have a good feeling about it,” Kane said, trying to assure me.