All Chapters of Falling for My Best Friend's Brother: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Avery's POVWe both turned around at the same time.A dark car was parked just past the lamppost in front of the house. The engine was still running and the headlights on. From the car alone I knew exactly who it was. The driver's door opened and Liam stepped out and leaned against the side of the car. He put his hands in his jacket pockets, waiting. Then he took out his phone to look at it, not at us, obviously giving us space to finish whatever it was we were doing. Beside me, Jade went completely still.I watched the understanding move across her face. It was not slow. One second she was looking at the car, the next she had worked out why he was here, and the expression that replaced her confusion was something I did not have time to prepare for. The warmth from five minutes ago vanished completely off her face.She turned to look at me with her mouth already open."You are going on a date with him," she said.I did not answer."Avery." Her voice had changed entirely. "Are you se

Liam's POVI hated being late. But some idiot ran a red light and caused an accident, which delayed everyone. I turned onto our street a little after seven PM and I could see Avery and Jade on the doorstep before I had even pulled all the way to the curb.They were standing close together, Avery in the doorway and Jade on the step below her, and something about the way they were standing told me this was a real conversation. Not a fight, not exactly, but something a little serious. I slowed the car and stopped just past the lamppost and I sat there for a moment looking at them through the windscreen.Neither of them had noticed my car on the curb yet.That was about to change and I was looking forward to the exact second it did. I thought about what Jade had said to me that evening at the library, with confidence of someone who expected to be obeyed, like I was a problem she had identified and labelled and simply expected to clear out of the picture once she had said the word. I had w

Liam's POVIt started when she began to dance.Up until that point the evening had been exactly what I had planned it to be. Good food, good conversation, the kind of easy back and forth that told you something real about a person. Avery across a diner table with a coffee and an argument about data points was one of the most enjoyable things I had experienced in months and I was not even kidding myself on it. Then the music changed and we moved to the floor. The bar lights went low and Avery started to move, and I felt some fluttering in my chest.She moved well. I had known she would, given that she was a cheerleader, but knowing it and watching it were different things. It was the way she stopped thinking about it after the first few moments, the way her body just found the music without effort or performance, and in the dim light with her hair down and her shoulders loose and the crowd pressing in around us, something about her outline in the flashing dim lights looked familiar. B

Liam's POVI walked past Colton and took my position in the drill like nothing had happened.That was the whole plan. Not to engage, not to match his energy, just to be completely and entirely unbothered by his existence on the same field. I had learned from the last time that reacting was what he wanted and what he fed off, and I was not going to give him that today. I was going to be in an excellent mood and I was going to make that as visible as possible and let him do whatever he was going to do with it.He started early.We were barely ten minutes into the first drill when Colton leaned toward one of the receivers and said, just loud enough to carry, "Funny how some quarterbacks think a smile from the cheerleading squad means they belong on this field." I kept my eyes on the playbook in my hand and said nothing.He tried again during the second run. "Some people," he said, loud and casual, "use the field to build a reputation. Other people just use whoever is standing on the side

Liam's POVI stared at her.For a full second I had only heard the voice and turned and something happened in my brain before my eyes caught up with what I was actually looking at. The mask, the hair, that way she stood with so much aura and confidence like the room belonged to her. Scarlett was here, finally. Three hours of sitting on that stool and she had been here the whole time, or maybe she had just arrived, I didn't know which. Either way, she was standing in front of me which caught me off guard and I was trying to get my bearings."What?" she said."Nothing. Sorry." I shook my head. "I thought you were someone else for a second.""Someone else." She raised an eyebrow above the mask. "How is it possible that you thought I was someone else?""Your voice," I said. "Just for a second, you sounded like someone I know. It caught me off guard."She looked at me for a moment. "Am I a disappointment then?""Not even slightly."She glanced at the empty glasses on the bar. "It seems you