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Dear best friend's brother, kiss me while you can 172.
♤♤JAKE'S POV♤♤My voice came out a low growl, as I anticipated seeing her free from the anguish of having to wear clothes all day long.I’d never get tired of seeing her naked. She hesitated. I sensed insubordination. And then her shaky hands hooked into the band of her joggers. She slid them down carefully and painfully slow.I watched the line of her spine curve, the fine tremor running through her. My pulse raced beneath my skin. I bit down the desire coiling in the pit of my stomach, settling in my groin. A low rumble emanated from my chest the moment her hoodie came off, revealing her bare, tender breasts.I reached for one of them without thinking, cupping the beauty in the palm of my hands. Summer didn't move. She stood still as a statue. A bulge surged in my pants, aching with intense need.She looked so small and so fragile that the thought of filling her with my creamy essence almost brought me down to my knees. I had to stop. I had to let her get dressed. I had all the time
Dear best friend's brother, kiss me while you can 171.
♤♤JAKE'S POV♤♤Her cries would not leave me. They clung to the walls. They pulsed through the air. They scraped through the inside of my skull long after her voice had gone hoarse. The day Summer learned about Hayden’s death, she broke apart.She rejected the food I brought her. Pushed away water. Curled into herself and cried until her throat collapsed. Until she was emptied out. And while she drowned in grief… I felt light. Euphoric, even.Hayden’s death was the universe finally correcting a mistake. His death was a blessing—one life removed so mine with Summer could finally start. Things were finally starting to look up.The past few weeks with Summer had shown me a beautiful truth I’d always known: love wins when you strip it down to the bone. It always prevailed no matter what. Summer had stopped fighting. She was quiet now. And very soft. She ate what I gave her. She didn’t flinch when I touched her wrist to check the swelling. Sometimes she did—perhaps from fear, but soon, it’
Dear best friend's brother, kiss me while you can 170.
☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆Yes. I remember now. It's been four weeks since we got here. Jake still hadn't told me where we were. I’d been locked in this basement for so long, I didn't know what it felt like to see the outside world, or feel the warmth of the sun on my skin.He’d been texting my dad on my phone, impersonating me. And whenever my dad asked to speak on a phone call, Jake would hold a knife to my throat just in case I said anything that indicated that I was in danger.He promised his family would hurt mine if I didn't cooperate. And I believed him. I knew what they were capable of. So, my dad basically believed I left France and went back to New York, got caught up in school, and refused to come home for Christmas. I spent Christmas with Jake exploring my body like a perfectly wrapped present from Santa. He’d drugged me. Whenever I woke up, I was tied to the bed. Naked. His fingers hovered over my breasts, lightly tracing every inch of my skin as if he’d burn if he really touched
Dear best friend's brother, kiss me while you can 169.
☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆🌹🌹🌹FOUR WEEKS LATER🌹🌹🌹“It is with great sorrow that we gather here today for the burial of a young, promising man, a friend, a son, who was just a boy...”The priest’s voice droned on, hollow and echoing from the massive screen bolted to the wall.“He put up a good fight until his last breath. The death of Hayden Dylan has left a gaping hole in our hearts, one that can not be filled. But we know he’s in a better place. He was a flower planted in God’s great garden. And now he has returned home, to a better place.”I couldn't peel my gaze from the screen. Tears never came. Not when I needed them. Hayden is not dead, I told myself. No. I refused to believe he’s gone. My wrist burned from the cuffs. I’d been held hostage for so long, I’d lost track of time.After I was stabbed with a needle, everything went dark. Complete Darkness. Sharp, stale, suffocating. It pressed against my face, my lungs, my thoughts.I didn't know how long I’d slept. It felt more like I ha
Dear best friend's brother, kiss me while you can 168.
♡♡HAYDEN'S POV♡♡Jake stood in the safe zone, watching, like he enjoyed seeing our sister under there, dying. Rage and grief mixed thoroughly inside me, pushing me forward. I wanted to put an end to his wicked ways.He deserved to die, not Nancy. He knew she couldn't swim. How could she even try to survive inside that chilling water? I wanted to push Jake into the lake and watch him drown. I was going to do it.Suddenly a much stronger grip held me. The guard. Tara stood beside her mother, their expression unreadable. I hadn't heard them coming. I screamed so loud, but the woods swallowed my cries.“Jake?” Tara called. He answered. She hugged him the second he neared her. “Go back to the mansion. Stay in your room. Mummy will be there soon. Okay?”Jake nodded. Then he ran away. The guard dragged me across the forest floor like I was nothing but dead weight. The Countess and Tara followed. Every pull sent a flare of pain licking up my leg, but I gritted my teeth and swallowed the sound
Dear best friend's brother, kiss me while you can 167.
♡♡HAYDEN'S POV♡♡ 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥Dad was busy talking with a group of businessmen. He still managed to entertain my questions, smiling occasionally. He never knew that, further down the years, he’d turn out to be a little too cold and hard on us. He never knew he’d bury his head in his work even more than he did now. Back then, he was Dad. The man who took us to parks, aquariums, malls. The man who let us sit on his office desk and scribble on his important papers because he said, “What’s work without a little chaos?” He was always there whenever we needed him.Nancy was his favourite. He never said it, but even a blind man could see it. Whatever she said was like a sacred commandment he needed to obey. She was his girl.But that didn't mean he loved Jake and me any less. We were so happy together. I was delighted until Nancy found out the truth and told me. Some days, I wish she never had.Look what fucking happened to her. She‘s buried under cold California soil. What killed her was
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