Craving My Brother's Best Friend Novels & Stories

- I was kissing my brother, sleeping with my brother, going on dates with my brother, planing an uncertain future about my brother, repulsing! I cringed. Nasty, I was disgusting but the thought might have taken over my head for a moment but it still wasn't enough to suppress that longing in my heart, the craving for my brother. Slowly, my teary gaze went back to meet his unsure ones. "Is that what you saw me as now, your little brother?"

And the exact man I’ve been avoiding like he’s a walking temptation… Because he is. Roman Maddox’s name lodged in the back of my throat like something I’d been told not to chew. My brother’s best friend since high school. The one who showed up at every family event like a brooding shadow with a grin that didn’t match the rest of his face.

A cold dread seeped into my bones as the words echoed in my mind. C-contract marriage? My knees nearly gave out. I staggered back, barely catching myself on the edge of the couch. No. That's not possible. My brother…my brother is trying to snatch my wife, my woman. That snake. That bastard. He has always snatched everything from me, and now, my wife? “NO!” I screamed, slamming my phone to the ground, watching it shatter into pieces, my chest burning with rage. I ran both hands through my hair, pacing in agitation.

I raised an eyebrow. “He has a vested interest in guests not being eaten by alligators.” He leaned in conspiratorially. “But if you stick around until this situation is resolved, I know where you can get what you’re looking for.” My earlier conversation with Sarrah flashed through my mind. From the way his gaze kept slipping down, I had zero doubt I could get exactly what I was looking for from Matthew Ashe. But he was my brother’s best friend. Maybe there was some kind of code of honor between dudes that makes little sisters off-limits.

I shot him a look over my shoulder. He just waited, those green eyes impossible to read. I kept my voice low. "Why are you even doing this?" His mouth twisted into the kind of smile that sets off alarms. "Because watching my brother lose is honestly the best part of my week." I should've just said no. Should've grabbed my bag and left without looking back. But instead, what came out was - "Okay."

It’s intoxicating, dangerous. “You must be Amara Villafuerte,” he says, his voice a low drawl that slides over me like silk. My throat goes dry. “It’s… Amara De Guzman now.” His lips curl into a smirk that makes my stomach twist. “Right. My brother’s wife.” Brother... The word slams into me. My eyes widen as realization dawns. He extends a hand lazily, his gaze locked on mine, unyielding. “Luke De Guzman. The black sheep. The one they don’t introduce at weddings.”

I could see the hurt written all over his face at the thought of Jasmine being in another relationship. You can already guess what was going on right? Yes, you are on point! Hayden, my elder brother, had actually been crushing on my best friend ever since he set his eyes on her the first time she visited our home when we were sixteen. I shouldn’t call something that had been going on for about nine years a “crush”, right? Yes, you are probably right. My brother has been in love with my best friend for a very long time, even when he knew that the feelings were one-sided.

I'm seeing him on Friday. I sigh, grab my laptop, open a new tab, and go to F******k. I type in Stanley's name. Ahhh, Stanley, the forbidden crush whom I need to stay away from but desperately want to be with—if only he weren't my best friend's older brother. I scroll through his profile page—pictures of him with friends at parties and bars, laughing and having a good time; pictures of him at the gym; lots of bicep selfies; videos of him giving kiss lips to the camera; articles he "likes" on music...and then I see it, a picture of Stanley as a kid holding a live squirrel.

I sit down, watching as he makes himself comfortable on top of a conveyor belt, and takes out his cell phone. After several silent minutes, he glances up at me. "I’m calling your Dad. I'll ask for my money, and you'll confirm I have you with me, and if you try anything, I'll not only kill you, but I'll knock off that goofy brother of yours. He should be here, not you, but that's not how it happened." Speaking of brothers. I wanted to choke Adam. He caused all of this. Doing drugs? Going into debt? All because of a jealousy issue. What are we three-years-old?