Things We Never Got Over (Knockemout, #1)

by Lucy Score

He sighed. When he reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, I swooned internally. “I don’t really feel like talkin’ about it, Daze.” “You have something better to do?” “Yeah. Yelling at you to go the hell home and get some sleep. Waylay’s first day of school is tomorrow. She doesn’t need a zombie aunt pouring dish soap on her cereal.” “First of all, we’re having eggs, fruit, and yogurt for breakfast,” I began, then realized he was trying to distract me. “Was it about a woman?” He looked at the ceiling. “If you start counting to ten, I will kick you in the shin,” I warned. He sighed. “No. It wasn’t about a woman.” “Besides love, what’s worth losing a brother over?” “Fucking romantics,” he said. “Maybe if you get it out, instead of bottling it up, you’ll feel better.” He studied me for another one of those long, pensive beats, and I was sure he was about to tell me to get my ass home. “Fine.” I blinked in surprise. “Um. Okay. Wow. So this is happening. Maybe we should sit?” I suggested, eying up the empty vinyl chairs. “Why does talking have to be a whole damn thing with women?” he grumbled as I led us to a pair of chairs. “Because anything worth doing is worth doing right.” I sat and patted the chair next to me. He sat, stretching his long legs in front of him and staring blankly at the window. “I won the lottery,” he said. “I know that. Liza told me.” “Took home eleven million, and I thought it was the answer to everything. I bought the bar. A building or two....