All Chapters of Falling For My Best Friend's Brother: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

KillianI can’t take my eyes off her. She looks so fucking beautiful standing in this room, like she was carved to make every other woman here disappear. I love knowing she’s wearing something that’s mine, that the dress on her right now is one I picked out myself. It’s a floor-length dress with a very high slit that reveals her thigh every time she walks, with very thin straps, and her breasts look like they are being pushed up.She doesn’t look bad, and I feel proud of myself for choosing something like that.“You’re staring,” Devon says, elbowing me. “Obsessed much?”I don’t bother denying it, because he’s right, and honestly, it’s a little terrifying how obsessed I’ve become with a girl I probably shouldn’t want as badly as I do. But right now, I can’t go to her, not yet, because apparently the team’s stuck serving drinks tonight, some tradition Coach insists on, something about remembering who actually funds the rink we get to play on.I just want to get through my shift and disa

Dawn’s point of view.He fixes my dress while planting kisses on my neck and shoulder.Afterward, once he’s cleaned me up and pressed one last kiss to my shoulder, I curl against his chest.“I love you,” I tell him, breathing in his cologne.He goes still for a second, just a second, before I feel him smile against the top of my head.“Say that again,” he whispers, a grin on his lips as he turns me, so I am facing him.“I love you.” I laugh softly. “You heard me the first time.”“I want to hear it again.” His arms tighten around me. “I could listen to you say that on repeat for the rest of the night.”“Careful. I might actually do it.” I am laughing because this is beautiful.I can’t believe I fell for the wrong brother. The one I should stay away from.“Please do.”“I love you,” I say again, tilting my head up to look at him, and he leans down to kiss me slowly and gently, like we have nowhere else to be.“—Killian!” Devon’s voice cuts through from somewhere back inside, followed by

Dawn's point of viewI can't breathe. I feel like I can't get enough air into my lungs no matter how hard I try. I'm panicking; my entire body is shaking. It is the kind of panic where my legs won't stop shaking, and the ground doesn't feel steady beneath me.He used me. He used me.I keep running without looking back, heels forgotten somewhere behind me, feet aching against the pavement. I need to get out of here. I need to leave without turning around, without seeing either of their faces again tonight. Everything hurts. Everything in me is screaming for something, anything, to make it stop.I look around, and it's like I'm seeing the whole night play back at once. Damian tried to warn me. I didn't listen. I believed Killian instead, believed the way he looked at me like I was something worth fighting for, like every word out of his mouth actually meant something.I believed him. I believed all of it, and he just wanted to hurt me the whole time.I climb into the Uber I ordered with

Dawn’s point of viewMy heart feels like it’s been ripped straight out of my chest and squeezed until it wants to burst. I can’t feel the rest of my body. I can’t breathe. I can’t stop crying, not really, not for more than a few minutes at a time before it starts up all over again.LJ has been with me this entire time.“Dawn?” Killian’s voice comes through the door, and I freeze the second I hear it, same as every night for the last four. I haven’t left my room once in four days, and every single night he’s shown up and camped outside; I’ve had to fight the urge to scream.LJ lifts her gaze toward me, one eyebrow raised, silently asking if I want her to do something about it. I just shake my head.She’s been going to lectures for both of us, taking notes I’ll need to copy later, running our little study group, and it’s not fair what I’m doing to her, dragging her into this too. But I feel like I’m drowning, and she’s the only thing keeping my head above water right now.Damian betrayi

Killian’s point of viewIt takes me a full second to actually register that the girl standing in front of me is her. When Devon elbowed me, I was already halfway to snapping at him for interrupting whatever pep talk he thought I needed, but the second I lifted my gaze, I found her looking back at me. Green eyes with gold flecks, wide and startled.And fuck. I thought I already loved her thick dark hair, the way it used to fall around her shoulders. This new look on her, sandy brown, soft waves, catching the light like something out of a dream, is somehow even more perfect.Before I can fully take her in, she’s already turning to leave.“Dawn, wait!” I call after her, but she’s gone, weaving fast through the crowd.I follow, and she doesn’t stop, so I make the mistake of grabbing her arm. She spins around and slaps me hard across the face, hard enough that my head actually turns with the force of it.“How dare you touch me,” she snaps, voice shaking with fury.“You used me.” Her voice