The show Black Canvas plays is easily one of their best. All of them are on fire and the crowd is absolutely lost in the music, writhing on the dancefloor in a haze of endorphins.
The only one that seems oddly unimpressed is Kaden's father, who is completely out of place in the dive bar in more ways than one. Standing off to the side of the stage, he has his arms crossed as he stands with his legs shoulder length apart in a defensive pose. I absentmindedly wonder if he even realizes that he's doing it.
Halfway through Crushed Velvet, Rue gently elbows me in the arm drawing my attention to her. "Are you going to scowl at him the entire show?"
I lift my eyebrows at her, completely unaware of the tension I was holding in my features. "I didn't mean to. He just looks like he hates it here. He can leave, if that's the case."
A smile teases the side of Rue's mouth. "You really like him, huh? Kaden?"
