Confession of My Untamed Best Friend
If something goes wrong with the elevator, I will surely die of stopping myself from touching her.
I blinked, hearing the ‘ding’ sound of the elevator. A little more time inside the lift, I was afraid I would forget that the hot, gorgeous woman in my arms was my best friend. I went straight to the bed, placing her carefully on the mattress, unsure whether to reach for a whiskey or go to the bathroom to get her a towel while I untangled her hands on my nape.
“Aiden,” Jessamine cried, moaning my name sexily, clinging to my neck. “Kiss me,” she puckered her lips.
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