روايات وقصص ضمن I Love With My Best Friend

I love my men and I'm literally counting down the days until I get to walk down the aisle and claim them as mine all over again. And nothing—and no one—will get in the way of that.

The big brother I always wanted as an only child. "If he ever dares hurt you... Call me. I'll make him pay." he had said as a last resolute, making my eyes roll. "He's not going to hurt me, Brooks." Wanna bet?" "Brooks!" "I mean it. You're my best friend, the last thing I want is you getting hurt over a damn fool!" "Brooks, stop it," I said as we sat by our childhood tree house three years ago. "I bet you won't go past five years." he had said, making me uncomfortably angry. But I took the bet, determined to prove him wrong.

You and your sister have my whole heart. With endless love, Mommy A soft smile broke through. Amie had taught me that love could grow even after loss. Her health challenges had scared me deeply, but they had also shown me how resilient our family could be. I moved on to the next. My dearest Mia, Thank you for being my rock through the hardest days. Your encouragement, your honest words when I needed them, and your constant support mean the world to me. You never gave up on me, even when I pushed everyone away. I’m so grateful to have a best friend like you standing beside me tomorrow. I love you deeply.

There was no one with whom I could share my grief. But I am glad I have a man who is my lover and my best friend. I can wait to see him awake and tell him how much I love him.

SUMMARY I have a secret. I’m in love with my best friend, but I’ve never told her. Sharing feelings is right up there with all-time terrible things. Instead of saying it, I show her how I feel every day. I watch Big Brother with her. We have scary movie night. I hold her hair when she’s puking. That’s love in my books. Only…she’s not been the same recently, and I don’t know how to fix it. I hope she knows I'd do anything for her.

She said, not looking at me. A big smile finally formed on my face before I stand up to hug my best friend. Gosh, what did I even do to deserve this kind of love from a best friend? I thought before hugging her so tight. “You are really the best, I love you, Everleigh!” I exclaimed before moving away from her then eyed her with a cheeky grin. “For better or worse, we’ll be on each other’s side…”

“Sorry about Ava, I admit, I was jealous of her. She suddenly announced on national TV that my best friend was hers and I was so jealous and hurt, I didn’t realize that I was hurting you in the process. Astrid you and I have been friends for way too long and I love you so much as if you were my sister. Nobody has ever threatened our friendship until Ava.” I sigh, my anger dissipating. “Lily, I love you so much and you will always, always be my best friend. If you were a man I would have probably married you a long time ago.” She giggles and holds my hand. “Ava is nothing but my client and maybe, a friend but not my best friend. You will always be my best friend and I love, love, love you my

You’ve made me believe that, with you by my side, I can handle anything. You’ve shown me the depth of your love in the most incredible ways. And in that, I’ve found not only a partner but also a best friend, someone who will walk with me through whatever comes next. With you, I feel like I can truly be myself—without fear, without hesitation. You’ve given me a safe space to be vulnerable, to be imperfect, and to know that I will still be loved, no matter what.

“Relax. I didn’t say you like him. I said he gets under your skin. Which, honestly, is his favorite pastime. He does it to everyone.” “Yeah, but with me, it feels like he’s trying extra hard,” I muttered, stabbing at the countertop with my finger. Liv gave me a pointed look. “And you rise to the bait every single time. He loves it.” I groaned again, burying my head in my arms. “Great. So basically I’m fueling his ego.” “Basically.” I peeked up at her with a glare. “Remind me again why I’m friends with you?”

“Yeah.” What was I even thinking? Of course he didn’t mean it like that. He couldn’t. He loves me because I’m his best friend who makes him laugh. That’s all. That’s what best friends do. They say I love you after drunken nights, or after big arguments, or when they’re being sentimental. That’s all this was. Just best friend love. Just like all the times I’d told him I loved him in the past. That’s what I kept telling myself. Over and over.