Bestfriend Son Novels & Stories

But to Ethan's disappointment, Jacob plucked his 1-year-old son out of his arms and squeezed him as he walked away. "Hey, what about me?" Ethan whined as he watched his best friend walk away with his son. "I need my baby fixed, you can have a turn next," Jacob said without looking at Ethan and sat down with Liam in his arms. "Oh my goodness, aren't you just the cutest little thing!" Jacob said as he stared into the eyes that looked just like his best friend's eyes.

A younger guy asked "Yes she was," Jack said from beside me "Marry me," the guy said "Can't sorry," I said and the rest laughed "Olive this is my mother, Claudia, my father, Richard, my brothers, and Jack my best friend," Alex said "Jace 23," "Noah 22," "Max 20," "Leo 19," "Nice to meet you," I said smiling "I'm glad my son found someone that is a keeper," Claudia said "Mom!" Alex said and shook his head

“You found him! How? When? Have you guys been sleeping together since then? Are you guys now an item?” My head is already spinning and she is yet to land her numerous questions. “Are you done with the questions? Where would you like me to start from?” “Anywhere is fine, just say something!” she says, breathlessly but with a bubbling smile that makes her glow. Her smile is contentious, because I can’t help the smile that spreads on my face. “His name is Jordan Remington. He turned out to be my father’s best friend.” Her eyes bulge and for a second I think her eyeballs are going to fall off.

She'd been talking about him nonstop for months now and I knew she was very much in love with him. God, I couldn't believe this. On one hand, I could tell her that her boyfriend was a douchebag and that we'd had sex but that would break her heart and it would be my fault on the the other hand it I decided not to say anything, I'd be letting a douchebag like Collen have his way with my best friend. I ran my hands through my wavy blonde hair and groaned in frustration as I stared at my reflection above the vanity. My eyes were puffy with all of the crying I did last night and my hair was a complete mess.

He hardly looked my way, although it was the only sentence he said to me so far on the trip. “Yes, it’s not safe to walk so late. Don’t you know that? We live on 57th Street, but I like Brooklyn more. My best friend lives there.” I smiled, loving his rambling. It eased the awkwardness, and I was glad of his presence. “Oh! What’s your best friend’s name?” I hadn’t expected a billionaire’s son to be so down to earth. Clearly, Dominic Sylvester had done a great job in raising his son.

“Big difference.” I smirk because it’s easier than admitting she’s right. I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending Mia Reynolds is just Noah’s little sister. The kid who used to steal my fries and punch me in the arm when I called her squirt. Except she stopped being a kid somewhere between high school graduation and now, and every time she walks into a room I have to remind myself she’s off limits. Noah’s off limits. Best friend code. Blood oath shit. But tonight the code feels paper thin.

He has changed since she has been around, and for the better…’ ‘Then I will do all that I can.’ Our former pack Alpha, the man I had called Uncle Brody for so many years, as he was also my father’s best friend, replied and I did not doubt his word. I just hoped he reached Carter in time, and that he was able to get through to his son not to act too rashly…

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

he said. Sloane looked at him. "I'm proud of you," he repeated. "For leaving. For fighting. For being here." She leaned over. Kissed his cheek. "Thank you." After dinner, they sat on the couch. Lily was asleep. Lucy was leaning against Mason. Sloane was curled up in an armchair. Mason was still quiet. But the tension was gone. "You sure about Ashton?" he asked. "I'm sure." "He's James's brother." "I know that"

“But you should hear it.” I leaned forward. “Okay… go ahead.” She stared at her hands for a second. “Back at my old school there was this boy. Jayden. He wasn’t just someone I liked. He was my best friend, my boyfriend, my whole world.” Her voice softened, but bitterness sat under every word that left her lips. “We did everything together. Study dates, walking home, movie nights. We even talked about leaving the city after graduation.” She gave a small, humorless laugh. “I was stupid enough to believe he’d never hurt me.”