A hardness settled into his jaw. “You don’t have to tell me—” “No. I want to. I just—I don’t talk about it much. My whole family. Parents. Little sister. Older brother. They all died in a, uh, fire.” Knox’s gaze shifted away as if he, too, couldn’t take my reaction to his revelation. God, I couldn’t imagine losing that many people in a single moment. “I’m so sorry.” He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing with the action. “It’s why East can be a prick sometimes. He doesn’t like to let himself care about anyone any more than he has to.”
