Brother—”<br /><br />“I thought we’d already decided we weren’t that, either.”<br /><br />Grabbing his shoulder, I stopped him before he could reach the door. “Look, I’m sorry! I’m sorry I did this to you.”<br /><br />He turned to look at me, his brow raised high. “You’re sorry. So, what . . . we go back to being cool again?”<br /><br />“I don’t know, man. But we can’t do this.”<br /><br />“And why can’t we? You couldn’t stand to let me have one normal day with her. Have I done anything to you since she and I broke up?” He paused, but I didn’t respond. “No. I haven’t. You dealt with it by being an ass, so let me deal with this my way. And my way doesn’t include acting like you didn’t steal my girl from me.”<br /><br />“I didn’t steal Harper!”<br /><br />He opened the door and took a step outside, his shaking hand gripping the outer knob. When he looked back at me, his eyes were flat and lifeless. “You stole my entire world.