My Best Friend's Brother
He’d also helped with the planning and all.
It wasn’t something I’d admit to him, but the man was my best friend — something he probably didn’t even know.
I’d rather we keep it that way.
I led Astrid to the end of the rink, taking off her shoes before letting her go to her mum and sister and yeah, Joan.
Aaron clasped me on the shoulder as the women gushed over the ring.
“Congratulations, man. You did well,” he said, and I stared at him.
“Thank you,” I grinned, and he dropped his hand and tucked it into his pocket.
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