All Chapters of Knocked Up By My Brother’s Best Friend: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“I like that idea, too. Either way. Any way I can get you,” she said. “Are you even gonna look at that ring?” I teased. “Yeah, I did, it’s beautiful,” she said, finally looking at it. “It’s not what I expected. It’s better. How did you know I love emeralds?” Sarah Jo tilted her hand in the dim lamplight to see it better, the thin gold band set with a round emerald, a tiny diamond on each side. “How about the fact I listen?” I said. “Green is your favorite color, always has been. You wore my class ring for four months when you were sixteen, on a chain around your neck, hidden in your shirt. Do you remember what you said when I gave it to you?” “Thank you?” she guessed. “No. You said it’s a shame it’s a ruby and not an emerald.” “Wow. I was bratty. I should’ve just said thanks,” she said, “and I’m surprised you remember that. I mean, I’m a little embarrassed that I said it, and that you remembered it.” “You were telling me something about yourself. I remembered that. I want

I remembered the first time I kissed her that way, when we were teenagers. We’d been up in the treehouse at her parents’ one afternoon. She was up there sketching plants for her garden row labels. I climbed the ladder and peeked over the platform, finding her there. She had looked up and smiled, told me to come on up, nobody was around. She was sitting cross-legged on the wood floor of the old tree house, sunlight slipping between the crooked boards of the walls and roof. She’d said Ryan wasn’t around. I told her I wasn’t looking for him. Her cheeks had turned pink, realizing I was looking for her instead. She showed me her drawings a little shyly. The detail on the leaves just from her pencil sketch was beautiful. I could tell what kind of vegetable it was by the shape of the leaf she’d drawn, a few pencil strokes so sure and correct. I had told her they were good because I was a teenage boy who couldn’t say things like ‘fabulous’ or ‘incredible’ comfortably. I had tugged her ponytail

Being with him was bad but felt so good.Now he's back.And he made sure I can't forget about him again.I had a huge crush on my best friend's brother in high school.I know it was mutual, because I almost lost my innocence to him.Almost.He was a cocky bad boy who was going through troubled times.My best friend even warned me away from him.She and I had a falling out because of it.I tried listening to her advice and making him go away.I told myself he's just a player, like she said.But I could never get him off my mind.And now both of them are back in my life thanks to fate.He says he's made good and become a billionaire.But he still has that same alpha-hole swagger.Is he the womanizing jerk I was told to hate?Or the guy who whispered sweet nothings in my ear?While he was rocking my world?Both of us are afraid to commit due to the past.Once again, I say we should go our separate ways.But he'll never do what anyone tells him to do.Especially not if he finds out he's p

I sashayed slowly away to go and speak to Jinx in the next cubicle. Making sure to give Aden a good view of my sweet ass, which looked even better in the snug dress I was wearing.I could almost hear him drooling.Aden wasn’t the only one responding in a physical way. My tight pussy was wet since I touched him. My mind continued to go back to the warm, stiff feeling of his cock under my palm. I had never felt one before. All I wanted to do was get my hands, and other body parts, on it again.I watched the clock waiting for my break, nearly running to the bathroom when the appointed time arrived.One of the more forward-thinking companies, the designers of the Sure Thing building decided to make all of the bathrooms single occupancy. Doubling the number on every floor from four to eight. Allowing anyone to use the bathroom in privacy and safety.It also allowed me to strip completely naked from the waist down to relieve the pressure on my pussy. I touched it lightly to see what was goi

Camilla shifted her weight to one side, bring my attention to the short shorts she was wearing. Her long, perfectly shaped legs looked lickable.“Ryan is very generous.”I didn’t know that, but it didn’t surprise me too much. He basically had his net worth stitched into the front of his bespoke Italian suit.I sighed. “Why aren’t you living with Cooper?”“I have a steady job now and need my independence. I can’t have Cooper bursting in with a bucket of ice water whenever I bring anyone home. I’m a grown-up now, in case you hadn’t noticed.”She flipped around and strolled towards the kitchen, giving me a clear view of her heart-shaped behind. It was barely contained in the jeans material of her shorts. Little hints of butt cheek kept flashing at me as she walked — perfectly round, squeezable butt cheek.“Oh, I noticed,” I snapped, feeling flustered. “Though, just a tip, ‘grown-ups’ tend to use the term ‘adult.’”As though on cue, Cooper came up with another load of boxes to add to the