Emilio releases me, and I stumble back.
“You couldn’t even cover five hundred bucks. You think I’m gonna believe you got a thousand dollars?” he says.
It doesn’t escape me that he positions himself between me and the exit. He isn’t stupid, but he is interested. “I do, but it’s back at Jack’s house.”
Wrong thing to say.
His eyes narrow. The flexing in his jaw is almost tick-like. “What do you mean ‘back at Jack’s house?’ You staying there?”
I’ve no idea what brother rivalry Jack and Emilio have going on, but I don’t want to get in the middle of it. “Just while I recovered.”
His gaze rubs raw as it travels over me. “You look fine to me.”
I lift a shoulder. He doesn’t need to know the nuances of my health.
“So… it’s like that between you and my brother, huh? Just by looking at you, I
