Sharing My Best Friend’s Brother
Destiny Bi saved her life, he chose her over melife without mother is painfulto never lose her againmy husband's old flame gave me my daughter, then stole my son
Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face.
"Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee.
"Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating.
I nearly choke on my donut.
Fantastic.
Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp.
Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han