Hot Best Friend Novels & Stories

With his shaggy brown curls framing his face, he was that guy who could be either your best friend or your best lay. Since I did have Layton in my life, I decided immediately that I was adopting Craig from Layton as my male best friend. Both of the men had a good laugh when I told them that earlier, but Craig slung his arm around my shoulders and with a wide grin, told me he agreed to become my newest, bestest friend. His words. In my opinion, Layton was by far the hottest, sexiest guy on planet earth. No one held a candle or even a wick against him, but Craig came in a close second. I was now the proud possessor of the sexiest boyfriend and the second hottest male best friend.

Grabbing two glasses from a different cabinet, I make my way back outside. “You’re an idiot,” Kieran is saying to Devon. “Yes, I know, but see, I don’t think this is any of your business,” he retorts. “You cheating on my best friend isn’t my business?” “No, it isn’t,” “Yeah? How about I deck you to show you just how much it isn’t my business?”

Sharon shook her head as I down it and poured another. “Are you sharing or is that all for you?” “Oh,” I turned to retrieve a glass for her. “I’m sorry. This shit has got me all flustered.” I poured her a glass and slid it over to her. “I see, but don’t feel bad, I’m in the same boat,” Sharon admitted. “What? With Matt?” “Yes and this is serious,” She gulped down the glass of wine so quickly I watched her immediately pour another. “He’s my son’s best friend!”

I grinned. “No, smartarse. I mean talk in general. You know, like people do.” I drew a line between us on the table. He got my meaning and instantly rubbed it out with his finger. Dick. “I want to know how you and Dayton ended up best friends. You are nothing alike.” My smile widened. “Isn’t that the best part? Opposites attract and all that. Besides, you’d be surprised how alike we actually are.” “I don’t see it.” “You wouldn’t. We both have really hot tempers—”

“There you go again, spacing out. Are you in love? Who is it, huh?” I asked suspiciously. I need to know who my best friend’s heart is beating for. “H-huh?” he replied, totally spaced out. “Hotdog! I’ve been talking nonstop and your mind’s clearly on another planet. So who is it?” “Huh? Who?” See? All he says is “huh?” “Who’s making your heart race? You look like you’re in love! Is it Lovebel? Hehe.” Maybe it’s finally time for my best friend to get a girlfriend.

When I got home, Tristan was in the kitchen cooking. He looked up when I walked in and smiled. “You’re back? How was the trip?” “It went well.” I changed my shoes, set my suitcase aside, and walked over to him, glancing into the pot. It was my favorite pork ribs. “What’s the occasion?” I asked with a smile. “I missed you.” He turned and kissed my forehead. The second his lips touched my skin, my stomach lurched. The same hands that had killed my best friend were cooking for me.

“No, honey. This is Sloane. His best friend. I told you they were coming.” Julian raises one skeptical brow. “Best friend? Is that the woke word for girlfriend?” “No, silly,” she chides. “Friends with benefits then?” “NO!” Finn and I both shout at the same time. Julian looks between us like he’s trying to solve a conspiracy theory. Then turns to his wife. “Men and women can be best friends?”

“On that note, can you give me the number I texted those pictures from, please?” “Ah, sure? But you have to tell me why.” “One of the guys said he’d call me tomorrow with an update on my car and I want to give him the new number.” “Hmm-mm, I bet you do,” she said. “Tell me the real reason.” I both loved and hated that my best friend could see right through me. “That is the real reason.” “Is he hot? Your ‘the guy’ that’s ‘one of the guys’?” Ohmigod… was he hot? That was an understatement. “He’s a thug, Kim.”

Ben reassured, laying a hand on my shoulder. "Yeah, I'm sure don't worry I can handle her we've been best friends for years I know her very well." I admitted. "You guys go make sure you get some rest because at 20:00 tonight it's going down at the club." I reminded, chuckling at my last sentence. "Okay buddy." Ben replied, smiling at me. I walked inside our room.... Wow! It's so beautiful... I walked to the bedroom.... and damn the bed looks amazing....

"Hmm....I don't think she needs a male around her now. Could you get a female doctor for her?" "Alright, I understand." The doctor left and I bursted into fresh tears. "Oh! Kira, you don't need to cry again. Who did this to you? Tell me who that bastard is?" Emily asked. "Daniel. He did this." I finally answered. "Wait! The same Daniel or different one." She arched her brows. "My bestfriend, Daniel." I sniffed. I hate the fact that I still call him my bestfriend. He isn't anymore.