“Busy. I get it, Becks. I do. I shouldn’t have brought that up.” Nicky shifted his eyes away, and Beckett cursed himself.
The last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt Avery’s brother. If he were honest, he’d become friends with Nicky outside of his friendship with Avery. Leaving him had sucked as much as leaving his own family, but Nashville was a new world full of new people. He wouldn’t lie and say he hadn’t gotten lost in it.
Leaning back in his chair, he held his notebook to his chest. “I guess I need to thank you for getting me out of the party last night. My PR team would’ve freaked if I’d been arrested.” He paused to study his old friend. “How have you been, Nicky?”
Nicky shrugged. “You don’t really want to know. I’ve spent the last two years in Twin Rivers. That’s boring compare
