23 Knox’s Mess
“I f****d up,” Knox said, “yelled something stupid at TrysKa.”
“Oh,” Alex waved his hand, “she forgives.”
“No, Alex, I called her a hypocrite.”
Alex’s mouth fell open again. Surely he’d heard that wrong. He had to have heard that wrong.
“You called her a—?” Alex waited as if it was a fill-in-the-blank problem.
“Hypocrite,” Knox whispered.
“There’s no way she believes that, so just apologize.”
“I used logic to set up my argument. I made her believe it.”
Alex stared at Knox. Up until this point in his life, Knox had been the most brilliant person Alex had ever met. How could someone so smart do something that dumbass?
“I was angry,” Knox answered.
Alex raised his eyebrows. “You were angry?”
Some things in life could be explained by sudden angry outbursts. Normall
