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SEDUCING MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER A Letter to My Readers
Dear Readers, First and foremost — **thank you.** Thank you for choosing this story. Thank you for staying through every chapter, every twist, every moment that made you hold your breath or reach for your phone to keep reading just one more page. You could have put this story down at any point and you didn't. That means everything. This story was never just about romance. It was about a woman learning the difference between what she wanted and what she deserved. About the cost of honesty. About building things — bakeries, friendships, versions of yourself — out of the wreckage of choices that didn't go the way you planned. About finding out, after all the running and returning and burying and uncovering, that the truest things in your life have always been waiting exactly where you left them. I hope some part of Ava's journey felt familiar to you. I hope you recognized something of yourself in her five AM mornings, her flour-dusted hands, her specific stubbornness about the car
SEDUCING MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER FINALE
The waterfront path ran south along the water and I ran with it until my lungs required me to stop and I stopped at a bench and sat and pressed both hands against my knees and breathed. The Manhattan lights were doing their thing across the water. The July night was warm and entirely indifferent. I sat until my breathing came back. Then I took out my phone. Called Marcus. Three rings. Voicemail. His voice, the recorded version, calm and brief, asking for a message. I hung up. Called again. Voicemail again. I sat on the bench with the phone in my hand and the water in front of me and the specific desperate quality of someone who had finally arrived somewhere they needed to be and couldn't find the door. I called Jade. She picked up on the second ring. "Hey—" "Where is Marcus," I said. A pause. The specific pause of someone receiving a call they had not expected at this specific hour with this specific quality in the voice on the other end. "Ava," sh
SEDUCING MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER Chapter 126
The days after were work. Just work. The specific mercy of four bakeries and a teaching kitchen that did not care about anything except whether the lamination was right and the wholesale orders were filled and the Saturday class students had what they needed and the Financial District morning rush was handled with the efficiency that neighborhood demanded. Work did not ask how you were feeling. Work simply required your hands and your attention and gave you, in return, the specific grace of not having to be anything except competent. I was competent. I was very competent. I was possibly the most competent I had ever been across any consecutive five-day stretch in the history of Sweet Proof. Renee noticed. She said nothing. Which was Renee's specific way of saying everything. --- The teaching kitchen Saturday class. Elena's pastry was perfect on both sides now. She had been practicing at home with the specific rigor of a former surgeon who did not accept anything less th
SEDUCING MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER Chapter 125
The drive back from Long Beach Island was quiet in the way that drives were quiet after significant things had happened in the hours before them. Marcus kept both hands on the wheel. I kept my eyes on the road ahead. The Garden State Parkway returning us to the city the way roads always returned you to things you had briefly left behind, without ceremony, without asking if you were ready. I was not ready. That was the most honest thing I could say about myself at ten-fifteen on a Wednesday night heading north through New Jersey with the bay still somewhere in my body and a man's voice saying *I've loved you for years* sitting in my chest with no place to land. I had not texted Gavin. That was the thing I kept returning to. I had not texted him. I had told myself it was because I needed to understand the day before explaining it. I was beginning to understand it had been something else. --- He turned onto my street at ten-forty. The Cobble Hill street quiet in the late ev
SEDUCING MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER Chapter 124
The text arrived on a Wednesday morning at seven-fifteen. Not from a number I expected. *Marcus: I need to ask you something and I need you to say yes before I tell you what it is.* I was at the Cobble Hill bakery. The morning rush in full flow, Priya at the register, the cardamom tart disappearing from the case at its usual Tuesday pace except it was Wednesday and I had not slept particularly well and the text was sitting on my phone like something that had arrived from a direction I hadn't been watching. I should have put the phone down. Instead I typed: *Ava: That's not how asking works.* *Marcus: I know. Say yes anyway.* *Ava: Marcus.* *Marcus: One day. That's all I'm asking for. One day and then whatever you decide I won't say another word about it.* I stood at the counter. Priya handed change to someone. The espresso machine did its thing. The bakery was entirely itself and entirely unaware that I was standing in the middle of it holding a phone and a decision that
SEDUCING MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER Chapter 123
Three days passed. Tuesday. Wednesday. Thursday. Each one with its own texture. The teaching kitchen on Tuesday where I moved through the class on autopilot, my hands doing what they knew while the rest of me was somewhere it couldn't be named. Wednesday's supplier meeting where Renee looked at me twice across the table and said nothing both times, which was its own kind of saying everything. Thursday morning walking the Smith Street route alone, the absence of Gavin beside me a physical thing, noticeable the way silence was noticeable in a room that was used to sound. The question he had asked sitting in all three days like something lodged. *Which is more.* I told myself I knew the answer. That was the thing I kept doing across those three days. Telling myself I knew. Arranging the evidence in favor of an answer I had already decided on and calling the arrangement thinking. Gavin was good. Gavin was consistent. Gavin had been there from the beginning, through all of it,
SEDUCING MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER Chapter 39
February settled over the city like something that had decided to stay. Not the aggressive cold of January. That had been sharp and purposeful, the kind of cold that had an opinion about you. February was different. Quieter. The kind of cold that simply existed, gray and patient, the city moving t
SEDUCING MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER Chapter 16
Isabelle's flight was at seven in the morning. I knew this because Jade mentioned it at Sunday dinner the week before, the way Jade mentioned most things — in passing, casually, embedded in a longer sentence about something else, the information arriving before you had time to prepare for it. Six
SEDUCING MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER Chapter 5
He came back on Thursday.I had told myself, in the intervening two days, that he probably wouldn't. That Thursday had been one of those casually spoken words that people said without full intention, a social reflex rather than a commitment. People said let's catch up soon and we should do dinner s
SEDUCING MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER Chapter 4
I had a rule about the bakery.It was a simple rule, one I had maintained without difficulty for three years since Renee and I had opened the place: no personal drama inside these walls. The bakery was work, and work was clean, and clean meant that whatever was happening in the complicated interior
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