Kade stuffed his hands into his pockets and closed the distance. Neither one of them noticed his approach. Albert was lost in her face, his eyes locked on hers, and although Nine kept her hands in her lap, their knees touched. That bothered Kade. It bothered him more than he would ever admit. With a gentle sweep of his hand, Albert tucked a lock of her auburn hair behind her ear, and the movement caused a sharp shard of betrayal to slice through him.
He stepped in front of them and then cleared his throat. Albert sat up straight, no longer leaning into Nine's face like a dotting lover. Kade knew he should've found comfort in the fact he appeared to be treating the Unfortunate with kindness, but he didn't. Kade was the only one who could treat her with such tenderness and civility. It was the cornerstone of her loyalty.
Albert stood and pinched the lapels of his coat, his fingers digging into the charcoal-coloured fabric, and brought it together at the front to fasten the button.