Things We Never Got Over (Knockemout, #1)

by Lucy Score

“Why are you whispering?” “Because he lives right there,” I said, pointing my glass in the direction of Knox’s cabin. “Oooh. Grumpy next-door neighbor. That’s one of my favorite tropes.” “The first time he met me, he called me trash.” “That bitch.” “Well, technically he thought I was Tina when he was yelling at me in front of an entire cafe full of strangers.” “That vision-impaired bitch.” “God, I love you.” I sighed. “Back at you, Witty. So, to clarify, you’re definitely not sleeping with the hot, grumpy, tattooed neighbor who took you shopping for underwear and a phone?” “I am five thousand percent definitely not sleeping with Knox. And he only went shopping with us because there were reports of a man in town looking for me.” “You’re telling me he’s a grumpy, overprotective hottie next-door and you’re not going to sleep with him? How wasteful.” “How about instead of talking about Knox, I’ll tell you why I burned rubber out of the church parking lot and ended up homeless in Knockemout?” “Don’t forget carless,” he added. I rolled my eyes. “And carless.” “I’ll get the truffles I hid in your bedroom,” Stef volunteered. “I really wish you were straight,” I said.