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Book 2: Twenty-Three

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Elijah's POV

The drive back to her apartment complex was quiet. The sun was barely peeking over the horizon, casting a dull gray light over the empty streets. Kassidy sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window, looking worn out.

I was relieved that I was good at concealing my emotions because that kiss back at the office had rocked me t

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  • Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste    Book 2: Twenty-Three

    Elijah's POVThe drive back to her apartment complex was quiet. The sun was barely peeking over the horizon, casting a dull gray light over the empty streets. Kassidy sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window, looking worn out.I was relieved that I was good at concealing my emotions because that kiss back at the office had rocked me to the core. I hadn’t wanted it to end. I had lost track of where we were and why we were there. All I’d cared about, all I’d craved was the smooth, soft, sweet delicacy of her mouth moving against me. The shy playfulness of her tongue had sent a rocket blast of need to my groin. Triggering a need that was still humming in the background—a low, persistent hum I was doing my level best to ignore, because this was really not the time for sex.

  • Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste    Book 2: Twenty-Two

    Elijah's POVCeleste had just left after I had convinced her to go home and get some rest. She had been shaking like a leaf in that wet silk nightdress, beside herself with panic, and having her pacing the floor wasn't helping anyone. I practically had to push her out the double doors and call her an Uber myself. But I couldn't convince Kassidy to do the same. She flat-out refused to move an inch from the waiting room.So I stayed with her throughout the night. Right now, she was sleeping on one of the plastic chairs in the waiting room, her knees pulled up toward her chest and her cheek pressed awkwardly against the armrest.I leaned my back against the cold wall, staring down at her. I couldn't believe that some hours ago, we had been kissing passionately in a meeting room

  • Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste    Book 2: Twenty-One

    Kassidy's POVI didn't stop running until I stood in the parking lot, taking deep breaths of cold air to clear my head. But when I looked down at my empty hands, my heart dropped. My handbag and my rental car keys were still sitting right on top of the long conference table inside.The last thing on earth I wanted to do was walk back through those doors after what had just happened between us. My lips were still stinging, and my whole body was shaking with fury. But I couldn't drive away without my keys.I pushed open the front entrance of the office building and hurried back down the dark hallway. Before long, I stood outside the meeting room door, hesitating. I was terrified of turning it and finding him sitting there waiting for me. I held my breath, slowly pushed t

  • Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste    Book 2: Twenty

    Elijah's POVFour hours later, the meeting room was a complete disaster area. The table looked like a war zone, littered with empty paper coffee cups, crumpled napkins, some takeout packs and scattered papers. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city had long gone dark, leaving only the reflection of the ceiling lights against the windows.I had been staring at my laptop screen for the past hour or so, the bright white glow burning into my eyes until the numbers started blurring together. My neck was stiff, and my shoulders were sore. When I finally looked up from the screen, my eyes landed on Kassidy. She was sitting across from me, looking disheveled. Her straight ponytail from earlier was now messy, loose strands of hair framing her face, and her eyes were unfocused as she stared blankly at a page of notes.

  • Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste    Book 2: Nineteen

    Elijah's POVI stepped through the sliding glass doors of the Ashford Holdings main building at eight in the morning that Monday, holding a cup of black coffee and carrying my briefcase. But before I could even make it three steps past the security desk, Miller materialized right beside me, clutching a red folder against his chest like it was a live bomb."Mr. Ashford, Mr Ashford, we have a situation," Miller said, dropping into step next to me as he tried to match my pace."Miller, for God's sake," I grunted, not stopping in my strides. "Can you at least allow me to settle down in my office before attacking me with work?""Sir, I wouldn't bother you if it wasn't critical," Miller pressed. "We ran into a problem with the paperwork for the acquisition. If we don't fix this and file the updated documents ASAP before tomorrow morning, the whole business acquisition will crumble right in front of us."I stopped dead in my tracks right in the middle of the crowded hallway. People swerved

  • Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste    Book 2: Eighteen

    Kassidy's POVPiper's words kept looping in my head like an endless, tormenting echo, even after we left the deli. Every time I looked at Summer playing with her wooden blocks on the rug, my throat felt like it was closing up. The secret I had held to myself like a shield for four long years was suddenly killing me. Now I was keeping a niece from her aunt. Her aunt who was running out of time, who could die at any time.I didn't leave the apartment for the rest of Saturday or Sunday. The blinds stayed drawn, and I kept the front door locked. My phone kept buzzing and lighting up with messages and calls. Celeste's name popped up on the screen over a dozen times, followed by frantic text messages asking why I had sprinted away from the deli and if Piper had said something to upset me. I couldn't answer her. I didn't have the energy to explain the wreckage inside my head, so I turned the ringer off and let the notifications pile up in silence.By Sunday night, the silence in the apartme

  • Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste    81 - Over Me

    Kassidy's POVThe familiar sight of our shared house didn't feel the same when I finally walked back through the front door. The doctors had run their final tests, flushed the remaining toxins out of my blood, and signed the discharge papers, but stepping back into regular life felt strange. I was

  • Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste    13 - Missed Test

    Kassidy's POVThe next morning, I was hurrying to class, closing the front door behind me, when I heard the low rumble of a car engine coming from the garage. I did not have to look to know that it was Eli and his stupidly expensive car.Eli's car rolled out slowly and stopped at the edge of the dr

  • Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste    10 - Is Trouble

    Kassidy's POVI pushed through the door of Sal's Pizza, feeling much better for the first time in days, and the first thing I saw was Luca Reynolds sitting in a black car directly across the street. He spotted me at the same time and raised a hand in a wave. As if this was completely normal.I cros

  • Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste    09 - Thin Walls

    Kassidy's POVLast night was wild, or should I say crazy and unbelievable. I had been in bed for maybe an hour, drifting toward sleep, when I heard a thud followed by a loud moan from the room next door, and then another quickly after the first. I could recognize that voice even in my worst nightm

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