Kane’s POV
It’s been two agonising days since I last set eyes on my firebug, but it had to be done, she needs to feel my absence as well as my presence to realise that she wants, no, needs me around her. So no matter how much it has killed me to do so, I’ve not picked up the phone and called her or been over to her house since the time in her office.
I grab my stuff from my locker, about to head out of the door, when my phone chimes, I’m about to flick open the screen, when Coach’s voice rings out from behind me, reverberating around the packed room.
‘Listen up’ he growls as heads lift and a few straggling bodies peer around the edge of the locker room. I shove my cell back into my pocket, turning around to face the older man as he shoves his fingers through his pepper grey hair.
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