Knox KOBO by Christie Ridgway

Author:Christie Ridgway [Ridgway, Christie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Christie Ridgway
Published: 2016-03-08T16:00:00+00:00

Hours later, Knox had yet to find sleep or any answers to his predicament. He rolled from the warm bed and the even warmer Erin—refusing to look back in case he found he couldn’t leave her—to slip outside. The four o’clock morning air, briny from the nearby ocean and bracing thanks to the a.m. chill, slapped him further awake.

Scrubbing his hands over his face, the sandpaper sound of his whiskers loud in the pre-dawn quiet, he sat down on the curb of the motel walkway outside his room’s door. He gazed, unfocused, into the parking lot, the vehicles glazed with moisture. Then his vision narrowed on an old, run-down pick-up in the second row. It likely belonged to the asshole in 105, he decided, and wondered where he could find a baseball bat. The windshield would shatter with one satisfying crack.

Or maybe he’d track down a knife­—even a screwdriver would do—and he’d sink it into the rubber tires just before breaking down the other man’s door to shake him from sleep so he could punch him in his ugly, lying-and-leaving face. Thinking how enjoyable that would be, Knox half-rose, then sank back down again with a groan.

What the hell was the matter with him? Was this what “in love” would drive a man to? He’d had to get forceful a time or three when handling drunks at The Wake, but he hadn’t been compelled to hit anyone since he was twelve and found his youngest brother Finn had taken apart Knox’s favorite model airplane just so he could put it together again himself.

Finn. God, he wished he could reach his brother right this damn minute. Maybe hearing his voice would help Knox get his feet back under him. But the other man was impossible to reach on a whim given that he was currently flying off that carrier somewhere.

So without Brannigan Number Seven to connect with, he reached for his phone to call the other brother to whom he was closest.

Luke picked up with something like a low growl. “Do you know what time it is?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I thought you rock climbers rose in the dark to film the dawn breaking over mountain peaks from a portaledge tent—”

“I’m in my real, very soft, very comfortable bed at the resort. And you woke up Lizzie.”

Knox winced. “Whoops. Tell her I’m sorry. I’m not yet used to thinking of you as part of a couple.”

The rustling of sheets and a soft murmur told him that Luke was getting up and likely leaving the room. “All right,” the other man finally said in a louder voice. “I’m heading for coffee. This better be good.”

“It’s not good.” Knox scrubbed his free hand over his face again. “I’m in a little trouble. Or maybe it’s more dire than that.”

He sensed Luke’s new alertness. “Trouble? You? My easygoing little brother? What’s happened?”

Where to start? Knox pinched the bridge of his nose. “The yoga instructor…”

“Oh, God.” Luke sighed. “What’s gotten into you? You never make a misstep when it comes to women.

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