Davien's P. O. V
Kian was here? But how? This was private property and almost impossible to access, how the hell could he have tracked me here?
My question was answered when Louis walked over to us both and slung an arm around Kian pulling him to his side. He tossed me a reckless smirk, "When I said your husband was hurt, I didn't expect you to come running so fast, I'm feeling sort of jealous you know." The bastard grinned from ear to ear, digging such a deep hole.
But placing that aside, Kian came all the way out here because he heard I was hurt? I couldn't help but half smile at the thought.
"I'll be taking my leave then." He announced candidly, then gently peeled Louis' hand off his shoulder. But Louis blocked his way and suggested, "Stay a while longer, I just had some people bring me some beer, let's drink a bit."
"No I'm busy—"
