“Alright, leave some for the rest of us, though,” I tease, giving her a hug.

Before making my way to the cookie table, I search for Hadleigh. People are sitting on couches in the common area in front of the fireplace, and for a brief second, I think I see her blond curly hair, but then I realize it’s not her.

Kane walks up to me. “Hadleigh isn’t coming.”

“Okay, and…?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.

“And it’s your fault she’s not here,” he seethes, inching closer.

“You’re the one acting like a psychopath. If anything, you scared her away.”

“Me? I don’t think so. I know my best friend and how she thinks and acts. You said or did something to make her not wanna be here.”

“Is that so?” I raise my brows. “You think you know that much about her?”

He narrows his eyes at me. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“She’s your friend for a reason, Kane.” I tap my temple. “Use your fucking brain.”

He’s seething, narrowing his gaze on me. “Stay. Away. From. Her.”

“And if I don’t?”

He sucks in a deep breath. “Then I’ll fuck you up. There is plenty of other pussy you can fuck in Eldorado. Keep your dick away from her.”

I resist the urge to laugh. If only he knew how much she was begging for it.

“You don’t know shit and have no idea what you’re talking about.” I clench my jaw as Kane pushes my temper over the edge. I’m ready to fight him right here and get it out of my system.

Kane is inches from me, but I refuse to back down.

“That right? So you know I went over Sunday morning and told her how I felt? And that I kissed her? And that she kissed me back and asked me not to stop?”

That last part makes my blood boil, and he smirks when he sees the vein in my forehead pop.

“Took you long enough to man up. Too bad I already—”

Before I can finish, we’re being pulled apart by our father.

He leans between us with the backs of our shirts in his grip and says between gritted teeth, “I’m gonna tell you this one fucking time. Stop fighting and resolve your damn issues. You’re making a scene during a family event, and I won’t tolerate it. Talk it out like brothers.”

I don’t dare push him when he’s pissed like this, especially when he’s dropping obscenities.

Mom walks up and looks back and forth between us. “Seriously? I thought we agreed there’d be no fightin’?”

“I didn’t agree to nothin’,” Kane says, and Mom glares at him.

“Go in the other room,” she demands. “Stay away from your brother.”