“I got him,” Knight told her.

She studied his brother, nodded, threw a small smile Nick’s way and disappeared out of the doorframe.

Nick walked to the big windows that were two sides of the corner room of Knight’s and Anya’s high-rise condo. Windows that now showed the lights of a nighttime Denver.

He glanced at his brother before looking at the city. “You can go to bed too, Knight. I’m okay. It’ll be good. And tomorrow, I’ll find somewhere else to crash.”

“I think right now you need to be with family.”

At Knight’s words, Nick’s mouth got tight.

He didn’t deserve that. He knew it.

But Knight was giving it to him. So was Anya. Both of them having reason to spit right in his face.

He felt Knight draw nearer and stop.

“We haven’t been close,” Knight told him something he knew. “But what you were doin’. Why you were doin’ it. What you lost—”

Oh no.

As much as he owed his brother in a lot of ways, they were not going there.

Nick cut his gaze to Knight and bit out the question, “Can we not do this now?”

Knight looked into Nick’s eyes a beat before he answered, “Yeah. We can not do this now.” He moved closer and dropped his voice low. “But, Nick, we gotta do it. You gotta talk that shit outta you, brother. What they did to your wo—”

“Can we…not…talk about this now?” Nick repeated through clenched teeth.

Knight nodded. “It’s too soon.”

It fucking was.

They blew a hole in her head right in front of him two fucking days ago.

So yeah.

It was way too fucking soon.

“You’re here,” Knight decreed like his big brother was prone to decreeing, this happening Nick’s whole life. “You’re here with your family until you can sleep easy. I’ll give you time. We’ll talk it through later.” He held Nick’s eyes as he lifted a hand and curled it around the side of Nick’s neck, squeezing firmly. “But just gonna say, fuckin’ proud of you. I’m sorry for you. I hurt for you. But I’m fuckin’ proud of you.”

Nick didn’t want that to feel good.

He’d spent his whole life wanting that from his brother. His father. Fuck, even his mother, who loved him like crazy, had spoiled him, but he knew she didn’t think he’d amount to much. Not like her glory boy. Not like she knew her Knight would do.

And she was right, everything Knight touched turned to gold.

Nick had also spent a lot of time and energy trying to beat the need out of himself to make his family proud.