On Our Best Behavior Novels & Stories

I said making their eyes widen. It was no surprise that my bestie Shannon was not to be messed with. She was one of the fiercest lawyers ever known in our region. "Bull shit. You don't even know her." The other receptionist says. "Do I?" I said as I pressed the FaceTime button, making Shannon's face appear on my screen. Their faces paled, making me feel smug. "Not so bad for a country girl, right?" I said as Shannon chuckled. "You're such a baddie!" Shannon added, making me throw my head back as I chuckled, walking out of that office.

I closed the door and leaned against it, exhausted. “That went well,” Derek said. “It did.” “No fights. No tears. Just... people trying.” I smiled. “That’s all any of us can do.”

“Keep teasing and I’ll make sure you behave at that gala. Even if I have to pin you against a wall and remind you who you’re playing with.” I smiled, heart racing. “I’d like that.” The rest of the ride passed in silence broken only by my soft breathing and his occasional low curses when I shifted and flashed more skin. By the time we pulled up to the gala venue, the air in the SUV felt ready to explode. Killian killed the engine and turned to me. His grey eyes locked on mine with a warning that sent shivers down my spine. “Behave tonight, princess. Or I swear I’ll drag you somewhere private and fuck the attitude right out of you. Consequences be damned.”

We are both frozen at our spot, just waiting for something to happen and we both know, it's something we doubt. I don't know what the hell is going on in my mind nor his. It's as if we can't even move away and just stay still which is pretty crazy. Never would I be frozen at my spot when my best friend is trying to kiss me or lean forward and do things I've never imagined but for some reason, I can't move away. I can't stop him, either. The truth is, he's my best friend. I can just push him away or slap his face and pretend it was a sudden gesture but here I am, staring into his eyes and glancing his lips, only waiting and provoking him to continue whatever he has in his mind.

I didn't know if I was supposed to be nervous, tired or excited or maybe just indifferent. Perhaps this compability tests and everything wouldn't take so much time. My phone beeped indicating a message was just received. It was from Anthony. "I think you should be the one on their best behavior, don't allow my mother to reduce you to a mess. She has that effect on people" I started shaking my head in affirmation before I remembered that he wasn't here and he could not see me. I sent him a quick thanks and just dropped my phone back into my bag and kept my eyes on the road.

#JUST_BEST_FRIENDS Author: Sam Freddy CHAPTER 31: PEACE OF MIND. — — — To Tayo, Idara's call was nothing but a miracle from heaven. Earlier on, he'd been living his normal routine at work; dedicating his undivided attention to his customers, minding his own business as usual, until he got Idara's call. Little did Tayo know that he'd end up chilling with Idara in a cinema tonight. They'd actually just finished seeing a movie titled The Fault in Our Stars, and they were both left spellbound after the experience.

Greyson growled with a hand clamped over his mouth, blood trickling through the gaps between his fingers. "She dislocated my arm!" Theodore yelled. "Someone pop it back in for me! Ow, ow, ow! That hurts!" Cole's friends closed in on me. My cumbersome wedding dress was my greatest disadvantage, for it took them no effort to pin me to the ground. Greyson snarled menacingly, "Cole, this woman knows too much. We can't let her live." "Not today," Cole bit out. "It's my big day with Camilla. I won't have bloodshed."

Brayden scolded. “If you are here in a professional capacity, then act like a professional and dress accordingly,” he said, looking the woman seriously in the eye. Daphne was hurt, humiliated and embarrassed. She started crying and took off for the rest room outside of his office. Caleb apologized for her behavior. “I will consider your proposal and we will sit down Friday and come to an agreement. If your assistant plans to come with you, then make sure she behaves herself,” Brayden told the man. Caleb promised to make sure that she did, and the two shook hands, completing their meeting.

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I retorted, trying to maintain my composure in front of the other packs. “Every person on my team is a professional dancer. We will be the best,” Cate said, blatantly ignoring my taunts. “You’re all talk Eleanor and I can’t wait to see you fail.” With that, we saw the lights dim on screen and the queen’s assistant announced the first performance. All of the packs watched respectfully, saying their polite ‘break-a-legs’ to each of the troupes as they left for the stage and appropriate congratulations when they returned. The tension in the room remained high. The assistants' vain attempt at getting us not to compete had clearly been unsuccessful — we all knew there was a fight to be the best.