All Chapters of My Best Friend’s Brother Is My Sneaky Link : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Camille: “…and I can’t always assume all the time or only do what I want to do. I don’t want to mess this up. You can just get what you want if you…” he paused. “You don’t even have to ‘ask’. Just go for it. I’m right here. It’s always me. I want to know you like this…you want this just as much as I do, because sometimes it feels like you don’t.” . I couldn’t believe my heart could beat anymore wildly than it had before, but when Daniel spoke- explained to me why he hadn’t jumped at the opportunity to do what I had really wanted him to do. The tears returned, but this time they weren’t born out of pain, fear or uncertainty like before. I wasn’t unsure of how he felt toward me anymore. Looking at his face deeply this time, I could see all the hidden emotions erupt this time. The vulnerability, the need he had for me to want this as much as he did but most especially, the lust he had managed to conceal somehow was now very evident, so clear I wondered how I had missed it before.

Camille: What is wrong with me? Seriously! Immediately when I stepped into my room, I locked the door and stood behind it with my ear pressed against it. My entire body was shaking, my legs felt too weak to bear the weight of my entire body. I was scared, that much was obvious. I didn’t want to hear them yell again, not only because hearing them go at loggerheads with each other had triggered my panic attack the last time, but because this time, I was the main object of contention. I couldn’t imagine having both of them turn on me. I could have counted on Daniel’s support before, but after what I had said to him, I knew that was a lost cause. I winced when I thought about it. I had called his cum diseased. Ugh. A part of me felt horrible about my words especially when I remembered the hurt look he had given me, but another part of me was still mad at him. I had prided myself on not being like one of the other girls he hooked up with, but having him cum inside me r

Camille: It was almost dark outside, and just as Lucia had rightly said, it was quite chilly. I was thankful I had worn a thick hoodie over my clothes. That would serve as protection from both the cold and anyone who tried to look at me weird for buying plan b. ‘Cam, this is 2025,’ I told myself. From someone who ready steamy books for a living, I was pretty close minded. I walked for about ten minutes before I started to rethink my entire decision. The hospital was quite far. I had lied to Lucia that I was going to the school clinic, but I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing anyone who would recognize me as Lucia’s friend. Now I regretted my decision to walk. I could have taken a cab instead but foolhardy as I was, I had left the house without any money, standing on my decision to walk. Maybe it was because I didn’t want the feeling of telling Lucia so many lies or maybe it was something else but whatever it was had led me to make a dumb choice. I decided to go to a ph

Camille: Beyond my anger, I could tell he was right to some degree and that pissed me off even more. I kept trying the door to leave, tired of being disrespected or more rightly, being called out by him. Daniel kept his hand on the central lock, making sure the door wasn’t open for the second needed for me to open the door and make a run for it. However, I could see his smile die down and a disillusioned expression take its place. I could tell this wasn’t going the way he planned. He sighed. “Okay. I apologize for calling you crazy,” he said, and for a moment, I stopped struggling with the door. “I meant to say childish instead.” A fresh wave of anger enveloped me. Somehow being called childish was more insulting than being called crazy. At least, ‘crazy’ could somehow be spun around to mean sexy, but ‘childish’, well, childish was childish. If he considered me childish then there was a serious problem. In that split second where he realized he had messed up by calli

Camille: The sound of my phone ringing woke me up. I looked around for a while, momentarily dazed as my brain tried to process all that had happened before now. Daniel. He was the first thought in my head every morning and the last before I went to bed. But why did I get a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach when I remembered him this morning? The incessant ringing wouldn’t let me concentrate. “Hello,” I muttered sleepily into the phone. “I’ve been trying to reach you all week!” My mother’s angry voice reverberated through the phone. I had to push my head back a little. “I’m about to board Cami. It’s going to be a couple of hours but I need to know if you’ll be there to pick me up when I land.” I scratched my head while I tried to make sense of what she was talking about. If she hadn’t called my name, I would have assumed she dialed the wrong number. “Cami, you there?” “What are you talking about, mom?” I asked in a tired voice. Pause. “What am I talk