Sharing My Best Friend’s Brother
"Catching feelings was inevitable."
Ashley groans, dragging her hand down her face. "Ugh, I know. But I was hoping I could just keep them buried. Just... enjoy our really great time together."
"You mean the threesomes with the strippers?" Chelsea teases.
"They haven't all been strippers," Ashley fires back, quick to defend herself. "Just a few. And don't sleep on them. They're super flexible. Believe it or not, Gray likes—"
I slap my hands over my ears. "If I hear one more detail, I'm going to throw up."