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"I made my decision, and it's fine. Stop playing this victim card all the time, I beg you. Can we please talk about something else?" I swallowed everything I wanted to say and pushed it down. "Alright. I'm sorry." "Thank you." She sighed, and I heard her shifting around. "Now tell me about college. How is it actually going? And don't just say fine, I need details. Did you meet any cute boys yet?" In a manner of speaking, I thought to myself, if my best friend's brother counted as "cute boys."

Adrian's hand finds my elbow, steadying me. "What are you so afraid of?" Your best friend's name… his face, his reaction and the conversation I've been dreading for seven years. I look at Marcus, my brother, my blood, the person who knew me before anyone else, and I see the hurt in his eyes. The confusion. The desperate need for answers I'm not ready to give. "I'm sorry." It's all I can manage. "I'm so sorry, Marcus. But you have to go. You have to go now."

Now, however, she wanted to slap him silly. Just as she'd expected, Alexandra fired right back. She continued, "People are different, though. My friend's brother may argue with her, but that's only in private. When they're outside, my friend is the boss. He doesn't dare defy her at all, and he's super in-tune with her feelings. That's the kind of brother worth having, right, Ms. Shaw?" Brooke had seen it coming, but it still stung. It was true; she couldn't argue. Jared had completely ignored how she and Horace felt in a setting like this. He was beyond disobedient.

Did I know? Or was he about to turn the whole thing into a 'Ha ha,gotcha!' moment? Because, after all, I knew what Drew could be like. I'd known him since I was seven. My brother's best friend, he'd been a fixture of my life for pretty much as long as I could remember. I'd watched him grow up, captain the school football team and date a succession of pretty girls, do his exams and leave school.

Now I'm standing here like an idiot, waiting for Marcus to show up, because apparently I'm incapable of planning ahead. Why didn't I just drive myself? Right. Because Nina said she'd buy me coffee if I rode with her. And I am weak for free caffeine. So here I am. Waiting. And Marcus is probably balls deep in some blonde right now. I don't mean that as an insult. I mean it as a fact. My brother is a man whore. Always has been. Always will be. He dates women the way other people change socks, frequently and without much thought. Another reason Nina can't stand him. She calls him "emotionally constipated." I call him predictable.

I stood frozen in the hallway, my heart pounding so hard against my ribs I thought it might break through them. It was late afternoon. My father and my brother, Jeffery, were on base for a training exercise. The house was supposed to be empty except for me. But Jeffery had called two hours earlier to say Aiden was coming. He explained that his best friend had finally gotten leave after eight months on deployment and needed a place to stay before heading home to see his family. I'd been a complete mess ever since. Aiden King was six-foot-three, toned and bronzed. My brother's best friend ever since they enlisted in the Navy six years ago. Eight years older than me. Completely out of reach. An

I said. "Why? Is he gay!? Nope, he's a straight man." He said, making me look at him like 'heh?'. "Man? My brother is also a man." I gave him a reason cause now he'll also be jealous of bhai!? "But he's also your brother." He said. "So Nishant is also like my brother." I said. "But he's also my best friend." He said. Wtf you saying man!! "Then you're supposed to trust him! He's your best friend." I said.

Deciding that I would like to suffer a little less, I close the freezer with the one bowl in hand, only to almost trip back at the sight that welcomes me as I turn around. My brother and a guy that I would recognize anywhere and anytime, Sinclair Leovough AKA my brother's best friend AKA my childhood stupid crush AKA the first guy I've ever felt strong feelings towards but sadly, takes me as a little sister AKA the biggest fuck boy I've ever met. Even worse than Vince, walking down the stairs. He has changed and I can't decide if it's in a bad way or a good way because damn! Boy grew hotter! He rolls his tongue around his lip ring as he smiles to something my brother is saying, his single le

she replied and that made me divert my gaze to my brother. "Buddy? Have you met my woman before?" My brother stood up and walked up to us and said, "What I'm about to say is quite unbelievable!-" I frown at that and shared a glance with my girlfriend. What does he mean by that? "I'm a huge fan of yours, Micaela Alvarado! I've read all of your books and I've been waiting for series 2 of your new release Shattered Hearts!"