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Get Dressed

Auteur: MoonBeam
last update Date de publication: 2026-09-30 00:47:32

I trail behind Sasha, dragging my luggage down the hall, keeping a careful few steps of distance between us. I'm still kind of reeling that she and I got paired together — she's the very last person I want to be sharing a room with. I've spent so much finding ways to avoid her, and somehow the universe just isn't taking the hint. There's still this low hum of guilt sitting in my chest over what Cortney did to her — the drug thing. But Sasha is also, genuinely, a bitch. A jerk, through and throu
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  • Craving My Best Friend’s Brother   Good Save

    I think I'm caught. No — not think. I'm caught.The look on her face says it all. Her words said it all.Cortney's eyes snap downward, and I follow her gaze to find one of Sasha's heels lying tipped on its side near her bed — the same ones from the rave last night. Cortney steps past me into the room before I can get a word out, crosses to the heel, and bends to pick it up. She turns it over in her hands, inspecting it, then lifts her head toward Sasha, still dead asleep on her bed.Her eyes cut back to me. "Well?" She lifts one shoulder, waiting.So maybe I'm not caught, exactly. She's assuming, not confirming. My pulse starts to level out as I scramble to cover before her suspicion gets any closer to the truth. "It was one wild night, but we didn't go to any party.""This heel says otherwise." She holds it up between us. "So does your hair. Your clothes. Sasha's clothes." She crosses her arms. "Come on, I'm not a kid, Chancé. And I hate being lied to.""Will you fucking keep your vo

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Brother   Something Of Us

    The Uber finally pulls up — the kind of car that fits six. I start heading toward the boys' car, but Sasha grabs my arm and yanks me back. "You're riding with us. It'll be so embarrassing, you being the only girl stuck in a car full of boys." I don't argue, just follow her lead, and we pile into the second car.I end up wedged in the front seat while the girls dissolve into giggling behind me, voices overlapping too fast to follow. Something about how much fun tonight's going to be. It's an overnight rave, apparently. Sasha grilled River about it before the Uber even showed up.Half of them have never been to one. Neither have I, if I'm honest. I can't quite picture what we're walking into. I can't believe River picked a packed, sweaty, probably-drugged-up rave for our first real date — I'd have taken dinner, someplace we could actually talk through or have fun in. But it's sweet, in its own way, that he thought this hard about where to take me at all.The girls' chatter blurs into ba

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Brother   Our First Date

    A date? I sit upright fast, staring at the message, stunned. Then I catch myself and ease back down slowly, careful not to wake the devil spun sleeping a few feet away. I keep rereading it, still not quite believing what I'm looking at. Carefully, I drag the blanket up over my head like a tent, raise my phone close to my face, and start typing.ME: Aww. This is so sweet, Babe. But this is risky. Miss Turner said no going out after curfew.I hit send.His reply comes back within seconds.RIVER: No one will know, and I'll have you back before they even realize we're gone.I let out a slow breath, rereading it, unease pooling in my stomach as I start typing again. Of course I want to go with him — anywhere, honestly. If he asked me to elope right now, I think I'd run into oblivion with him without a second thought.I've wanted this for years. It's a dream come true. But— this is risky, and this is real life. If we get caught, it's the end of this trip for everyone, not just us, and I don

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Brother   Get Dressed

    I trail behind Sasha, dragging my luggage down the hall, keeping a careful few steps of distance between us. I'm still kind of reeling that she and I got paired together — she's the very last person I want to be sharing a room with. I've spent so much finding ways to avoid her, and somehow the universe just isn't taking the hint. There's still this low hum of guilt sitting in my chest over what Cortney did to her — the drug thing. But Sasha is also, genuinely, a bitch. A jerk, through and through, and I want nothing to do with that jerk if I can help it. I don't know how I'm going to survive sharing a room with her, but if I just stay out of her way, maybe, maybe, I'll get through this in one piece.Sasha stops walking. My feet stop right along with hers. She spins around and drags her eyes over me slowly, head to toe, then sucks in a breath through her teeth, her expression settling into something I recognize instantly. I know that look. I just blink back at her, the silence between

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Brother   Pray For Me, Cort

    “That’s the last of it,” Cortney says, brushing her palms together as her final bag gets put onto the pile. She turns to me, laces her fingers through mine, and tugs me up the bus steps with her. We shuffle down the aisle, and she nudges me toward the window seat first, letting me slide in ahead of her, knowing how much I love watching the view.Last night, River and I finally got real time together. It led to a quick sexual encounter between us before I had to creep back inside. I was terrified Cortney would notice something off, but when I closed the door shut behind me, she was already out cold on the mat, sheet mask still stuck crookedly to her face.I knelt down and peeled it off her carefully, then helped her to her bed. After a quick shower, I slid under the covers beside her, being careful not to wake her. This morning, when we both woke up, she asked where I’d disappeared to. I lied straight to her face and said I went out for ice cream, and by the time I got back she was alr

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Brother   A Magical Night

    On Thursday evening, Cortney drives me home. I’d already packed everything I need for the trip the night before, tucked into one medium-sized bag. This school trip doesn’t have to ruin my date with River — we’ll figure something out once it’s over.“Just one bag?” Cortney scoffs, eyeing it when I show her.“It’s one day, Cort.”“And so what? We leave Friday morning, sleep at whatever hotel or motel they stick us in. Saturday happens. If we’re not back by Saturday night, we’re spending Sunday there too. You’ll need way more than that.”“I already counted the clothes I need. Even this one bag feels like too much.” I tick them off on my fingers. “But I took your advice about changing my mind so I packed three sexy outfits, seven casual ones. Skirts, jeans, shoes. That should cover it.” Meanwhile I’m already dreading how many bags she’ll show up with.“Okay. Do you.” Then she claps her hands together, eyes lighting up. “Tonight is going to be a magical night before tomorrow.”“Oooh.” My h

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Brother   149 / 150

    ***~~~ CHANCÉ~~~***I’m still mad at him. But not the loud kind of mad. Not the kind where you slam doors or yell. The quiet, painful kind. The kind that sits heavy in my chest and refuses to leave.I feel sad. I felt hurt when he said the word “As if” to his cousin, Ricky. I know what we do isn’

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Brother   His Slut

    I toss and turn until I finally stop. With my hand on my stomach, I stare at the ceiling, letting out a long breath. Cortney dropped me home thirty minutes ago, and River hasn’t shown up yet.Maybe it is for the best.I sigh, running my hand through my hair.What exactly am I doing? I know he will

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Brother   Just spam

    ( Two Months Later)The rink is loud with cheering—fans screaming and clapping as the players race across the ice. But the noise fades in the back of my mind the moment his eyes meet mine for a glimpse. Now all I hear is his voice from the night before. Low. Close to my ear.“How do you want to be

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Brother   Prologue

    *** ~~CHANCÉ~~ *** “Come here.” River Dawson’s voice slides down my spine like a slow shiver. I’m standing only a few inches away from him, but those two words still pull me closer, like I’m tied to him by something invisible. Maybe I am. I should feel embarrassed about how easily I obey

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