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The Party.

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"Well, not like that," Tasha says, breaking the silence after my declaration. Her eyes sweep over my hoodie and capris with barely concealed horror.

I brush my hand over the soft fabric defensively. "What's wrong with this?"

Tasha doesn't even dignify that with a response. Instead, she sighs dramatically and grabs Jess by the arm. "Come on. We have work to do."

Before I can protest, they're pulling me toward the stairs. I catch a glimpse of Cade as I'm dragged away, expecting to see shock or maybe even defeat at my unexpected rebellion.

Instead, he's smirking.

That infuriating, knowing smile that suggests he's still three steps ahead of whatever game we're playing. Our eyes meet for a split second, and somehow, inexplicably, he looks like he's won.

I grit my teeth as Tasha practically shoves me up the stairs.

My room becomes ground zero for what Jess calls "Operation Make Quinn Look Human." She raids my closet with surgical precision, tossing aside anything that looks like "what my an
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  • Falling For My Brother's Best Friend   Vigilante/Psychopath.

    Cade."Repeat offender Andrew Green found dead right in front of the police station with multiple stab wounds—""Damn," Riley murmurs, sipping his coffee from his spot on the couch. He's got his feet propped up on the coffee table, eyes glued to the morning news like it's his personal soap opera.I'm in the kitchen slicing an apple, humming under my breath. The knife slides through the flesh with satisfying precision, and I listen to the news anchor's drone with mild interest.Dead. I click my tongue. How unfortunate."Why the hell are we watching this?" Jeremy groans from the armchair. "It's too early for murder talk.""I got to the couch first," Riley shoots back. "My couch, my rules. You don't like it, wake up earlier."Marcus mumbles something unintelligible, still half-asleep with his head thrown back against the cushions.The kitchen door swings open, and Quinn shuffles in wearing a nightdress covered in little bunnies that should look ridiculous but somehow sends my mind to dan

  • Falling For My Brother's Best Friend   Whispers at 3 A.M.

    Quinn"One more round! One more round!" Jess slurs, waving her empty glass like a victory flag before downing another shot of… God knows what. Probably poison in liquid form.She sways dangerously on her heels, then breaks into some off-key version of what might be a Katy Perry song. The sound makes half the remaining party-goers wince and drift away from our corner of the kitchen."Jess, maybe we should—" Tasha starts, but Jess cuts her off with another loud chorus that makes me question every decision that led me to this moment.I knock back the shot glass from Jess's unsteady hand before I can think better of it. The alcohol burns like liquid fire down my throat, and I immediately start gagging."Ugh," I choke out, eyes watering. "Never again."But the burning sensation is nothing compared to the memory blazing through my mind. The feel of his mouth on mine. The way Cade devoured me like he'd been starving for it.That barbarian stole my first kiss.Not that I was saving it for som

  • Falling For My Brother's Best Friend   Little Hunting.

    Cade.Fuck.Her mouth is soft, warm, everything I've imagined and more.I'm kissing her hard, desperate, my teeth grazing her bottom lip until she gasps. The sound breaks something loose in my chest, and I deepen the kiss, my tongue sliding against hers, hot, angry, and all-consuming.It's not gentle. It's not meant to be. I don't do gentle. Not with her—not with the girl who tried to destroy everything I worked for.At first, she's stiff, uncertain—but then she melts into me. Just a little. Just enough to make me hate myself for wanting it. Her hand tangles in my hair and pulls, and the sound that tears out of my throat is closer to a groan than a sigh. My cock twitches against my jeans like it's been waiting for her forever.Christ, Quinn Holloway. My best friend's goddamn sister. The self-righteous princess who's been living in my head for two years, who I can't stop thinking about even when I want to strangle her with my bare hands.She shouldn't taste like this. Like fire and def

  • Falling For My Brother's Best Friend   The Party.

    "Well, not like that," Tasha says, breaking the silence after my declaration. Her eyes sweep over my hoodie and capris with barely concealed horror.I brush my hand over the soft fabric defensively. "What's wrong with this?"Tasha doesn't even dignify that with a response. Instead, she sighs dramatically and grabs Jess by the arm. "Come on. We have work to do."Before I can protest, they're pulling me toward the stairs. I catch a glimpse of Cade as I'm dragged away, expecting to see shock or maybe even defeat at my unexpected rebellion.Instead, he's smirking.That infuriating, knowing smile that suggests he's still three steps ahead of whatever game we're playing. Our eyes meet for a split second, and somehow, inexplicably, he looks like he's won.I grit my teeth as Tasha practically shoves me up the stairs.My room becomes ground zero for what Jess calls "Operation Make Quinn Look Human." She raids my closet with surgical precision, tossing aside anything that looks like "what my an

  • Falling For My Brother's Best Friend   No To Partying.

    Quinn"You going to the party tonight?" Tasha asks as we file out of Criminal Justice Theory, her voice cutting through the buzz of post-lecture chatter.She'd approached me the moment she spotted me in the lecture hall. Turns out she's aiming for law school too, which is a relief after spending a week surrounded by Cade's suffocating presence. Finally, someone who uses their brain for something other than how to get on people's nerves.I shake my head, holding back a gag. "I'd rather do my RSR."Tasha stops mid-step, her brows arching in confusion. "What the hell is an RSR?"Right. Sometimes I forget I'm talking to actual people instead of the voice in my head that runs on caffeine and constitutional law."It's this really cool thing I do where I read for five hours without breaks, sleep for one, then read until morning," I explain, adjusting my bag strap.Her steps stutter completely. She turns to stare at me, eyes wide like I just admitted to transforming into a wolf at night. "Oka

  • Falling For My Brother's Best Friend   Obsession.

    Cade"You look distressed." Cole Adams murmurs, twirling the glass of wine in his hand as we stare at the painting before us.Two lovers, tangled in red strings. From a distance, it looks soft. Sweet. Something you'd slap on a Valentine's card. I've seen people connect it with that red string theory—lovers bound from one life to another.But they're fucking idiots.I lean forward, studying the canvas like it's trying to tell me a secret. "You know what that really means?" My voice comes out rougher than I intend.Cole shrugs like it's obvious. "Love. Union. They're bound together forever."A bitter laugh cracks out of me. I shake my head, eyes glued to those twisted figures. "Nah. Look closer." I trace the air over their necks, their wrists, their ankles. "Those ribbons aren't tying them together. They're choking the life out of them."People see what they want to see. Pretty lies instead of the ugly truth staring them in the face.Cole tilts his head, studying the painting again. Som

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