Never Been Kissed
“He’d torn down the last of the garage’s weird drop ceiling, the defunct ductwork, and the tiny room in the back that must have been an office. He’d filled Sean’s truck with load after load of stuff to take to the dump.
He’d worked late and he’d worked hard, all in an effort to avoid Ashley.
Three days, and now there was nothing left for him to destroy.
But there was possibility. And this was the fun part.
It was like a big jigsaw puzzle, or a chess game. Every decision they made now would have a ripple effect, opening and closing options available to them.
Or to Sean, rather.
“You going to make a decision here, or not?” Brody yelled through the door between the garage and the bar.
Sean appeared and leaned on the doorjamb. “What do you think?”
“It’s your bar.”
“You’re the one who started knocking down the ceiling. You know I’m not good at—”
“Come on, Sean,” Brody snapped, in no mood for the act between them. “Let’s … for god’s sake, let’s just stop the game we always play.”
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