All Chapters of Falling For My Best Friend's Brother: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

KillianShit. Shit. The cat's out of the bag. I screwed up. I fucking screwed up"What do you mean?" she asks again, her arms crossed, eyes locked on mine. There’s something about her that I like when she wants something. There’s that fury in her eyes that I always want to see."It's nothing. I was just—""You know something about you, Killian? When you lie, your left eye twitches, and you suddenly can't look at me." She says it flatly, like she's just reading a fact off a page, and my breath catches, because she's right. I hadn't even realized I did that.She is good at reading me, that’s for sure. I love that she knows something like that about me.I didn't want to tell her this. I can't tell her. It'll make me look pathetic, make me look like exactly the kind of guy she thinks I already am. I can't tell her."What is it you meant?" she presses."It's nothing, Dawn. Please don't—""Then we're done here." She turns on her heel, and I grab her arm, spinning her back to face me."Pleas

Killian's Point of ViewWatching my girlfriend dance and party without me fucking hurts. Knowing she's doing it specifically because she's furious with me is somehow even worse.I've spent the last thirty minutes just watching Dawn take drinks like there's no tomorrow, tracking every guy who so much as glances in her direction. I made it clear to everyone here that nobody gets close to her tonight, but apparently a few assholes didn't get the memo, so I keep having to watch them drift toward her like moths."God, you are so gone for that girl," Tiffany says, sidling up next to me, and my entire body locks up, because if Dawn sees her standing here with me, she's going to draw the wrong conclusion, and I don't want that. Not tonight. Not when I'm already fighting an uphill battle.And just like I somehow conjured it, Dawn slowly turns toward me, her eyes locking with mine across the room for a second, and fuck, I see the hurt flash through them before she buries it, turning back to dan

 Killian’s point of viewI wake up in the morning and go to check on her, but when I step into the bedroom, she’s already gone.Fuck me.I pull out my phone, ready to call her, then think better of it. I’m making my way to her immediately. I need to see her, need to know with my own eyes that she’s safe.“Going somewhere?“ Devon asks, and I stop in my tracks.“Yeah. Did you see Dawn leave?““Yeah, I saw her leave,“ Devon says, not even looking up from whatever he’s scrolling through. “Figured you already knew, though. You were downstairs the whole night, right?““I was asleep.““On the couch.““Yeah.“He finally looks up at that, one eyebrow raised. “You gave her your room and slept on the couch?““So?““Nothing.“ He goes back to his phone, but I catch the small s

Killian’s Point of ViewWe’re down two goals in the second period, and no matter how hard I push, nothing’s landing. I drive toward the net for what feels like the tenth time this period, chasing a rebound that never comes, when the buzzer sounds for the intermission.We file into the locker room, and Coach doesn’t waste a second before laying into us, listing every mistake we made in the first two periods one after another. He tells us we’ve got twenty minutes to turn this around, that he knows we’re better than what we’ve shown so far.Then he turns to me. “Killian. Anything to add?“I stand up, looking around at the guys, half of them still catching their breath, all of them waiting.“I’ve got a few games left in this building,“ I say. “And I plan on winning every single one of them.“A few nods around the room.“Those people out there didn’t drive here to watch us lose. We owe them better than that. We owe ourselves better than that. When we go out there, we need to show why we’re

Dawn’s Point of ViewI think I can't breathe. I think I've genuinely forgotten how, because the person I've called my best friend for years isn't who I thought he was at all."Dawn." He reaches for me, and I flinch back, disgust curling low in my stomach."You pushed him to say that.""No. He was being an annoying asshole and said it on his own. I didn't—" he tries to defend himself, but I cut him short."You recorded him because you already knew he'd say something like that eventually. Oh my God." I press my hand to my mouth. "I was so stupid.""Dawny." His voice is pleading, but I don’t think I am ready to listen to him."Stop." I snap the word out, sharp enough that he actually flinches this time. "This was never about me. It was always about you wanting an upper hand over Killian." He looks at me like I've lost my mind."I can't believe this," I say, shaking my head slowly. I thought Killian didn’t care about me. I thought he was just using me. Maybe he was, but it doesn’t hurt li