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Elias

“Now who’s not paying attention?”Davit said.

I blinked, taking a few seconds to process what he’d said.

Then, I glared at him but didn’t try to deny his words.

“Sorry,” I said, sitting up in my chair and refocusing on my brother.

At his lifted brow, I knew I had said exactly the wrong thing.

Sorrywasn’t a word that was often in my vocabulary, even with my brother.

That I had used it told me—and him—that he had me dead to rights.

“What’s going on, Elias?” Davit said.

He’d sat up too and now looked at me with serious eyes.

“Nothing,” I responded.

He wanted to push, but he could probably tell that he would get nowhere.

Because he wouldn’t.

I wasn’t ready to talk about this yet.

Thisbeing her.

Kayla.

I pushed out of my chair and stalked toward the drink table, mostly because I needed something to do.

Kayla had been in my thoughts continuously in the days since I had seen her.

It had been three days, but it felt like a thousand.

And I didn’t know what to do about it.

Sure, fucking her had been great.

Better than great, if I were being honest.

And a far more pleasant use of my time than our usual petty arguments.

That was exactly the problem.

Because when I thought about Kayla and got annoyed, I could handle that.

But when I thought about Kayla and wanted her, craved her… cared about her, I didn’t know what to do with that.

I poured myself a drink and then looked at Davit with silent question.

“Nah,” he said, shaking his head.

“Why?” I asked.

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