Pregnant By My Brother's Best Friend
It's just my name, so why is my blood pumping too fast?
"Good… good morning, Sunny," I greet him, stammering and knowing he's my brother's best friend. I shouldn't think of him as anything else. I shouldn't crush on him. He's already a grown man and a professional football player. He has his own life, while I am stuck at home with my possessive mother.
"Nice to see you again. It's been long," Sunny says just as he watches me descend the stairs.
My skin prickles at his deep voice that sends butterflies running in my belly.