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“Yep,” all three of us say at once.
“Good. Now get out of here and stay out of trouble.”
We don’t hang around for any more lectures and hurry out of the room. After saying our goodbyes to our grandmother, I drive Aurora home.
“Aren’t you guys coming in?” she asks when I pull up to our parents’ house and don’t cut the engine.
“No, I have shit to do. Sorry, sis.” I smile at her.
Aurora squints her eyes at me. “You two are going out, aren’t you? This is so not fair.”
“Aurora, get your ass in that house and stay there,” I tell her.
“Fine, but when I’m in college, I’m going to make up for all this missed partying,” she says while sliding across the seat and reaching for the handle.
“That’s funny.” I laugh.
“What is?” she asks.
“That you think you’re going to college without soldiers who will report back to Dad,” I remind her.
“Argh, I hate you.” She opens the back door of the car and climbs out.
“Love you,” I reply through my open window.
“You too,” she says, blowing me a kiss and walking up the stairs.
I wait until my sister is inside with the door closed behind her before I continue down the driveway. Ever since we came home from Australia a couple of weeks ago, Aurora has been feistier. I have no idea why, but I do plan to make it my business to find out.
* * *
Forty minutes later,Enzo and I are sitting in a bar nursing a glass of whiskey each. I keep checking my phone to see if I have any incoming messages. I don’t. I shouldn’t be surprised, because ever since we returned from Melbourne, I haven’t heard from her.
Kyla McKinley, the girl who will more than likely be the death of me. And not because her father is a raging psychopath either. It’ll be because she drove me to the edge of insanity herself. I’m tempted to get on a jet, fly back, and make her talk to me.
“Whatever happened in Australia, I think it’s time you let it go,” Enzo says.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I deadpan.
“Right, I know something happened with you and Kyla. If I were you, I’d pretend it didn’t and move the fuck on. I mean, seriously, you do not want to mess with that girl. Have you seen her father?” Enzo asks with a shiver.
“I’m not scared of Dominic McKinley,” I tell him.
“I’ll be sure to mention that in your eulogy.”
“Shut up.”
“So you admit something happened?”
“No, I don’t.” I might havekissed and toldabout other hookups, but not Kyla. She’s different, always has been.
“Okay, so why the sudden bout of celibacy? You haven’t picked anyone up in two weeks. That’s like a lifetime for you.”
“Maybe I’m tired of the same type of chicks,” I say, gesturing a hand around the bar.
“It’s a warm hole to sink into for the night. No one ever said you had to marry them.”
I shake my head. Two weeks ago, I probably would have agreed with my brother. Now, I look around and not a single one of
