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Part of falling for Ethan meant getting to know his world—and his world included three guys who’d been his friends since middle school. There was Jake, the tallest of the group, with a perpetual smirk and a reputation for being able to talk his way out of anything. He was the one who organized the weekend hangouts, the one who always knew where the party was. Underneath the laid‑back exterior, though, he was fiercely loyal. I’d seen him step between Ethan and a guy who’d made a snide comment about him transferring schools. Jake didn’t throw a punch, but he didn’t have to. The look he gave was enough.

He said taking a seat on the stage and an acoustic guitar suddenly appeared in his arms and he put the strap around his neck and placed it on him as if it was always meant to be there. “ I'll be playing the song I wrote specially for you, titled, My Best friend. ” Though it wasn't his first time writing or composing songs for me, it still felt different now that we are in public. “ Ma’am. Your order. ” The waiter’s voice rang beside me and I nodded, receiving the drink from him. 3. 2. 1 They say life is unpredictable, but having you as a best friend makes all the difference. Baby, how can I tell you that you’ve captured my heart from day one?

“Nothing.” “That's a lie. I know when something's wrong. You know, every day you're annoying, but when you have something on your mind, you become a raging dog instead.” I rolled my eyes. Typical Rhys. We'd been friends since I'd just gotten out of college. He'd been my tattoo artist back then until he decided to focus on the ‘family’ business. I stood under the shade, watching people move around, in and out of the water. Bodies rubbing up on each other. Women giving me the side-eye, but mine stayed on a certain ebony. I usually don't ask this, but—

Stopping meant that my mind would have to work and that would mean thinking about Isabella and my family that I had left back in Fort Haven, Los Angeles. “You’ve been more of a distraction for the past fifteen minutes. You’re the one who’s going to get me killed, because with your yapping, I might drop the barbell on myself.” I said breathlessly. “That means I’ll be doing you a favor and helping you get there faster.” Phil said with a shrug. Phil is my closest friend and teammate here and he’s the only one who knows that I haven’t left the private gym room since my arrival. He’s the only one who knows that I’m having a hard time even though he doesn’t know what exactly is wrong.

“You are so bad at minding your business, you think you have the perfect solution for everything.” “No, I don’t, I’m just doing what’s best for my friend…” He laughed. “Are you?” His grip was hurting and I fought against it but no matter how hard I fought he held on tighter. “Yes, I am because unlike you I am loyal to my friend…”

He says and I try to rein them in. "I'm not crying over him. I'm crying over the fact that one of my best friends went behind my back, fucked my boyfriend and neither one of them said anything. That was weeks ago, Quinn!" I cry and he shooshes me gently, running his fingers through my hair as I calm down. "You deserve better, sweetheart. A better man and better friends." He says and his words soothe my shattered heart. I hold him tighter thinking maybe, just maybe I've found both in the same person.

I see people narrating their experiences but well for me, it was a little bit different or should I say awkward. It was with my guy best friend since 1st grade. His name is Charlie. My best friend Mary, and I have always been close with him. We’ve always trusted each other and told each other everything. We are so comfortable with each other that Charlie has witnessed me and Mary eating each other out. Charlie and I have never had sex because he knows I prefer women, but he and Mary have had sex before, which they knew I was well aware of.

Seeing Connor deformed and bleeding like this will definitely leave a scar on his mind. " You say that so casually. Dude, he's a person," he says. " Dude? Where is that coming from?" I ask. He has never referred to me as a Dude, so it is new. " Well, I'm just trying it out. Best friends call each other stuff like that," he shrugs his shoulder, smiling from ear to ear. " We are best friends?" " Yes, we had a moment in the car, and now, look at us, plotting someone's murder. Friends that kill together are best friends for life, bro,"

We've had our fair share of sexual experiences together which included him topping me as a part of the training. Thomas Bell. He is my best friend and the one who actually introduced me to BDSM in the first place. His fiery ginger hair matches his exciting personality. We've also had sex a few times because he's a switch and likes to be a sub sometimes. Lucas Wise. He's like a brother to me and is always the levelheaded one. He's the only one of us in a relationship. His boyfriend/sub Joey Jung is the shyest person I've ever met and probably ever will meet. Lucas has brought out some more confidence in Joey since he became his dom though so Joey is slowly making more friends at the club.

I exclaimed "I asked you a yes or no question. You still haven't answered" He said to me "I am not doing anything at all with them or anyone else. You're taking everything out of proportion. Why are you so upset that I have friends that aren't your friends too?" I asked him "What the fuck are you talking about? I don't have any friends like that. The guys we hung out with are our teammates so they automatically became our friends. Declan and Collin are your best friends. You wanted me to associate more so that's how it came to me inviting Zach, Damien, Steven and Avery at my house the other day. The only fucking friends I have are my brothers so don't talk about me being upset because you ha