Gifting Me To His Best Friend Romane & Geschichten

So I did. Not about the kiss. Not about the way he'd cupped my face or the way he'd said "Got what I wanted." I couldn't. That was mine to carry alone. But I told her about the note. The cold dismissal. The way he looked through me like I'd never existed. Sloane's jaw tightened. Her grip on my hand tightened too. "That son of a bitch." "Sloane—" "No. I'm going to kill him." She was already standing. Already reaching for her phone. "He can't treat you like this. You're my best friend. You're not some—some—"

Silence settles heavy, thick enough to choke on. I shift my attention back to the duffel. It thrashes again, another choked wail straining through the fabric. My voice cuts through the room, steady, edged with steel. "Who the fuck's in the bag?" Hammer and Gator trade a look, grins stretching wide like a pair of hyenas dragging fresh meat back to the den. "Prez," Hammer says, breathless with excitement, "we've bought you a gift." My eyes narrow. "Explain."

I came into this pack as an orphan at a very young age and since then, my master and I have been best of friends…more like, I grew to love him, he was the nicest creature on earth, and the more we grew, the more my feelings for him grew but it always hurts when I remember he just sees me as a reliable friend and nothing else. “Yes…congratulations, but you shouldn't forget your best friend when you finally become the Alpha ok” he nodded childishly, he looks so cute when he's drunk, I couldn't hold myself from sniggering for a minute before holding him up “Let's get you to bed…” “A few people already gifted me, you should gift me too” he slurped “Gift you?” I looked at him; he was now standing

I smiled brightly at him, he was finally coming around, being truthful, “And the gift?” “Oh no, baby I love you, but this one is for Lilith, where is she?” “I— I don't have a clue,” “Ok, I don't have anywhere to be anyway,” “So— are you going to tell me, what you got my best friend,” I giggled, “No, I guess we'll just have to wait until she gets here,” he smiled sweetly.

Fuck, Gold plate, it must be fine deal she stole. I gave him a smoothing hug, “It’s alright, we will buy another one,” I mean your dad will buy you. Not me, I’m not a famous money-making machine. “But that was a gift from my friend,” Oh rich kids giving each other gold. Wow. “Then this time it’ll be from me,” I lied. “Will you!?” His excitement was touching the ceiling. I nodded and glanced at Mr. Grande who was me precisely, his gaze had a calculating vibe. I innerly-gulped on the intensity.

I lоvеd both hіm аnd his ѕtunnіng gift. Hе smiled, роurіng uѕ bоth аnоthеr glаѕѕ of Pіmm’ѕ. I held mіnе оut tо hіm аѕ he rаіѕеd his оwn. “Hеrе’ѕ tо thе best friend a gау guу соuld ever fіnd. Izzy, уоu’rе mу frіеnd, my soul mate, аnd I knоw whеrеvеr wе end up іn lіfе, wе wіll аlwауѕ bе close as frіеndѕhірѕ like this lаѕt a lifetime.” I сlіnkеd my glass аgаіnѕt hіѕ аѕ a tear rоllеd dоwn mу сhееk.

“I knew I can count on you.” “Ay, ay.” He laughs. “It’s a little steep but anything for a good friend.” “May this friendship always last.” I give him a final nod and get into the car. Driving away, I lean back on my seat, thinking of the little gift I have prepared for dear old Andre and his little boy toy, Jim.

In love with me? In love with me how? “I'm sorry you are just getting to know this way. But, I love you more than you can imagine.” I looked away, avoiding his gaze, my head suddenly a mess from many thoughts juggling together at the same time. “I feel bad that you lied to me all these while Jax, whatever your reason might be. And you can't claim to love me - I don't even know you, I don't know what your name is. The Jax who was my best friend was a lie all along.”

“We are just friends.” Jessica gave me a look. “Friends don’t look at each other the way he looks at you. Or the way you say his name.” “I do not say his name weird.” “You say it like a sigh. Luciano. Like he’s both your problem and your solution.” I laughed, embarrassed, then set the glass down and curled my knees under me. “He’s been my best friend since we were kids. He knows all the versions of me—the awkward one with braces, the broke college student, the girl who used to cry over fashion week rejection emails and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t see me that way either.”

He spoke and before I could get a word out, he continued. “As a friend, that is. I’ve never really been able to connect with people until you came around, and I just want to let you know that I do not take your friendship lightly.” He continued and I felt squeez warmly in my chest as I grinned up at him. “I can relate to most of what you’ve just said. I definitely do not take your friendship lightly as well.” I responded honestly, meaning every single word. “So, will you accept the gift? I know it’s not enough–”