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Penulis: Rausse Davenport
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But when Whitney took off, it brought out the worst in him—the insecurity and jealousy and supreme selfishness. Every crappy thing he could’ve learned from his dad was right there front and center. Only instead of his mama being here to slap the tar out of him and set him straight, there was only Sarah Jo trying to hold down the fort with business and home. It must’ve felt like facing a firing squad some days. I wanted to make it easier on her, but interfering would just make it worse if the way Ryan reacted to my defending her at the bar was any indication.

At the very base of all that was the fact I wanted to save her. It went with the fireman thing—I had a hero complex or something. I wanted to protect and rescue. In my eyes, it’s what a real man did. He didn’t tear people down like Ryan or use them up. That’s nothing but weakness and greed from where I was standing.

My wish to ride in and save Sarah Jo was pretty far-fetched though. It wasn’t like there was a dragon I could slay.
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  • Knocked Up By My Brother’s Best Friend   016

    AdenI loved Saturdays. I had always heard that days off are for people who don’t like their jobs, but I have never really held to this. I loved my job but also appreciated downtime. Mostly because Beau wouldn’t let me play my bass and read my comics at work. Despite the ping-pong court and arcade games, things could only go so far at Sure Thing Graphics. Ryan may have been a bit more permissive, but it was a bit too early to test that.For the moment I was fine to stay where I was, in Camilla’s bed, her warm, nude form wrapped around me. On Impulse, I kissed her on the forehead. She hummed contentedly and held me even closer. I could still feel the warm wetness of her pussy on my cock as she let me fuck her, taking every hard thrust.“Thirsty?” I asked.“A bit actually,” she admitted.“I’ve got some sparkling water over at my place.”“Flavored?”“Of course.”“Which flavor.”“Black raspberry mostly.”“What’s that like?” she asked, with genuine interest.“Try it and see,” I said.I hel

  • Knocked Up By My Brother’s Best Friend   015

    CamillaIt was the first dreamless sleep I'd had in years. A pleasant sensation only slightly hampered by the subtle pounding in my head—a result of drinking as much as I had. Alcohol tolerance never being one of my strong points. It wasn't too bad, though.I could smell the bacon while I was still in bed. A familiar tune whistled from the general area of the kitchen. Had Aden stayed the night? I supposed he might have had gone home and come back the next day. He did still have my keys last I remembered, and he lived only about fifteen feet away. Were it not for the distinct sizzling sound of bacon being fried in a cast-iron skillet, it could well have been plausible that he had cooked the bacon at his place and brought it over.The bedroom door opened, and my crush came in with a breakfast tray much like I had done for him. Only, in that case, Aden hadn't been naked or in bed. Just half-naked and wishing he was still in bed.“Hey,” I said.“Hey,” he replied, setting the tray down on

  • Knocked Up By My Brother’s Best Friend   014

    AdenCamilla looked awful. Sickly and garish. Like a college freshman who had taken frosh week too far. Cooper was pissed and also too drunk to drive. Camilla certainly couldn’t. Truth be told, I was the only one who hadn’t been drinking at all.“I’ll take her home,” I said to Cooper when he made it back to the table, holding a napkin to his nose.“You’ll what?”“I’m the only one who hasn’t been drinking, and I live next door.”“Good idea, thanks.”Getting my jacket, I picked Camilla up in a fireman’s carry and hauled her toward the doors of the casino, getting nary a glance from the on-site security.“Put me down! I can walk!” she protested, her dress riding up on her ass.“Not steadily,” I said, slapping my hand down on her ass to hold her dress down as I carried her to her car.Setting her down into the back seat, I got the keys from her purse and started it up. The owners knew me and my car, and it would still be there in the morning.“This is bullshit! You hurt me, and Cooper spo

  • Knocked Up By My Brother’s Best Friend   013

    CamillaI was still fuming when I woke up the next morning. If I had one overall talent at that time, it was holding a grudge. I liked to chalk it up to my fiery, Irish genes and artistic temperament. Most people just thought I was a bit of a bitch.My teeth were still gritting as I made breakfast. Just one serving all for me. Just to drive the point home to Aden, that he couldn’t jerk me around and get away with it. If he wanted any more of my practically perfect in every way cinnamon French toast, he would just have to lump it.Filled up with the best of my culinary abilities, I put on the least attractive outfit I could find—hot pink yoga pants with a mint green hoodie and brown crocs. I had no one to impress anymore and figured I might as well be comfortable. It wasn’t like Ryan was going to fire me for not following the non-existent dress-code. Besides which, the company apparently had a reputation for being casual. A notion only reinforced by the dedicated ping-pong table and th

  • Knocked Up By My Brother’s Best Friend   012

    “Camilla now lives down the hall from me in the same apartment building.”“No shit?”“Not a spec. Do you want to see her?” I asked, downing a gulp of my drink.I wasn’t acting entirely out of altruism. I certainly wanted to help my little cousin make friends if I could, but it was also partly selfish. I was hoping that Camilla would get so busy with Shae as a new friend that she wouldn’t have as much time for me. It might also help her forgive me, as I figured caramel eclairs likely wouldn’t do the trick this time. I didn’t feel good about it, and I felt even worse when I realized that this is precisely how Cooper would have wanted me to feel if he had known what I had done with Camilla.When we were finished with our drinks, I drove Shae back to the apartment building. Not that Shae was particularly tipsy. She just didn’t know where I lived. The elevator was out of commission when we arrived, so the stairs it was. I was suddenly glad that I only lived on the fourth floor.Walking up

  • Knocked Up By My Brother’s Best Friend   011

    AdenThe line between good and bad could be surprisingly blurry. I felt terrible about having misled Camilla, especially after taking her virginity. I was meeting a woman for drinks, but that woman was my cousin, Shae, who had just arrived in town.However, I had intentionally worded it so that Camilla would misconstrue what I meant. A clear case of using my powers for evil. But evil was usually on a scale, and I was trying to account for the even greater ill of having fucked her in the first place. I really lost it to my desire, which was a clear mistake.I may not have felt like a brother to her like Cooper insinuated, but I did feel a sort of protection. I had known Camilla since we were both kids, and the guilt of that came on full force. It was best to end anything that might form before it could begin. It would be better in the long run, even if it meant hurting her a bit now. We could be friends, that was all.The bar I was meeting my cousin at was one of the nicer ones in town

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