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“I want to know everything. How did you all fall in love with your partners?” “Oh God,” Ivy groaned, but she was smiling. “Do you really want to hear about how I fell for my brother’s best friend?” “Yes!” Emma said immediately. “All the details.” And soon I was gasping and clutching my glass of water with each of their stories. Mia’s forbidden attraction to her dad’s best friend. Emma falling for her protective and scary-looking bodyguard. Chelsea’s romance with the older lawyer who took care of her monetarily before becoming obsessive. Katie fell for her best-friend’s younger brother, who apparently had a crush on her since they were kids.

I purr, arching into her touch, fully aware that every grind, every kiss, every teasing little moan is just for him. Grayson Bennett—president of the Crimson Reapers, my best friend Alyssa's older brother, and the man I've been messing around with for the past nine months—doesn't exactly come with a label. Mostly because he's still technically married to the wife who ghosted him nearly a year ago. But I've been on the back of his bike. I've been to the clubhouse. And he sure as hell doesn't complain when I tag along—or climb into his bed.

And with that, he walked off. Alessia glared at his retreating figure. I cleared my throat. “Things seem tense. Brielle was right—you two need to get each other out of your systems,” I lowered my gaze. “Which you shouldn’t.” A casual relationship was a ticking time bomb from the start. I knew that better than anyone. I slept with my best friend’s brother to get it out of our systems. I fell in love. I got dumped. I lost my best friend of three years.

He never stays with any of them. He doesn't do girlfriends. My older brother is a year ahead of me, and so is everyone sitting around the bonfire. He is one of the popular boys in the school, captain of the football team, and someone who has girls tripping over each other to have him just smile at them. It's pathetic. I don't walk around in the same social circle as my big brother. I'm not very social and would rather stay home on the weekends reading a book or watching horror movies with my best friend Sarah.

I said, perhaps a little too fast. Zach chuckled. “She’s lying.” “Shut up, Zach.” “Hey, I’m just saying,” he teased. “If the guy you’re clearly into decides to ditch you for Miss I-Can-Do-A-Perfect-Pirouette, I’d be mad too.” Liv gasped dramatically. “You’re into him!” “I’m not!” I insisted, flustered. “He’s just—he’s confusing.” Liv gave me that knowing grin that only siblings seem to have — the one that said I know my brother better than you ever will.

Humiliation coursed through her. He was right. She’d put up absolutely no fight whatsoever. What was she doing? This wasn't the kind of thing she'd normally do. This was Kaleb, Tilly's brother…. And he had a girlfriend. Yet she'd slept with him! "Look, I have an apartment in Rome. Come along and stay with me for the weekend." His abrupt change of subject caught her unawares. "What?" Sasha automatically shook her head and quailed slightly under the harsh light in his eyes. "No, I can't,"

"Nicole...this is a fucked up situation that I never wanted you to be a part of. I know you're not to blame, alright? You always asked me what happened between me and him, and I refused to answer you. It doesn't matter, alright? What matters is that you'll find out now." It's hard not to shake my head at him. Despite the seriousness of the situation, watching my brother crash out will always be hilarious. Mason just can't deal with anger at all. He rubs his forehead a few more times before saying, "It all started during our second year at college. We'd spend every waking moment together, except when we had classes. You know how tight we were. Roman was...fuck. He was my best friend. I'm not

NAUGHTY AFFAIR: HER BROTHER’S BEST FRIEND PART 1 Intro; Siena Vale has one rule: never fall for her brother’s best friend. Roman Hale has one problem: the rule was already broken the moment he saw her in nothing but sleep shorts and a messy bun. When Siena’s apartment floods, her brother offers a simple solution stay with Roman until she finds a new place. Which is nothing but a disaster. Because: Roman is cold, quiet, possessive in ways he shouldn’t be. While siena is soft, stubborn, and clueless about what she does to him.

I tried to hard to stand up, but my energy doesn't compare to his. He kissed me. Not gentle, not soft. His mouth claimed mine like he'd been starving for years. His tongue slipped past mine, and I tasted coffee and something sharper. Hunger. I kissed him back, my stepbrother. The man who had been cold to me for two years, who never looked at me twice. His hand slid up my thigh to under my dress. His fingers brushed my panties, and I was wet. Achingly wet. “Look at you,” he murmured against my lips. “Saying no with your mouth, but your body says yes.”

fan. Keep lying to yourself. My subconscious was speaking but I swear I don't understand. It's not like I like-like him or anything. He's just my brother's best friend. Or your love's best friend is your brother. It says again. I groan in frustration. It's okay Isabella, it's all good. No need to worry yourself, okay? It's just Quincy. And his cute-handsome face that always makes me go crazy. His scent always leaves a trail of goosebumps on my body. And I'm totally going crazy.