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It’s ridiculous, but I’m glad she doesn’t seem to care. “I’ll tell you a secret so we’re even. Besties’ promise not to say a word to anyone,” she says, holding out her pinky finger. “Is this like a pinky swear?” I ask, hooking my pinky with hers. “Sort of, but more meaningful. Besties’ promises can never be broken. Never.” “Okay.” She looks around as if someone might be hiding in my room listening to us. “I think it’s stupid that my brother gets to be Beta and I don’t. I’m the oldest. I should be Beta. There, I’ve said it,” she says.

Anna prefers a younger model. Janus: [If years of "childhood bond" haven't led to a relationship, that means she's just not into you. Anna sent me designer bags. She even knitted me a scarf.] [And how long does the "young hottie" shelf life really last? I'm in my prime. Don't come crying when you let yourself go and Anna trades you in.] They went back and forth, relentless. But what really got me was Ryan — the man of eternal silence — jumping into the fray. He dropped a single bomb:

He kept talking about how he wanted Davian and me to work together to lead a new property subsidiary. “You two are the future of this family,” Mr. Surya said while cutting his steak. “Davian has sharp business instincts, and Dewangga, you have good emotional stability. You’ll make a great team.” I glanced at Davian. He only nodded politely, but under the table, I felt his foot once again searching for mine. I quickly pulled my leg away, causing my chair to scrape loudly enough for Vivian to turn her head. “What’s wrong, Dewangga? You’ve seemed very restless since last night,” Vivian asked worriedly. “Are you sick?”

Then taking a deep breath, "I'm really good...that was just amazing...more than I expected...wowza!" With my hand pushing her hair aside and stroking it, I looked into her eyes, "Just relax...baby girl, just relax." As she recovered, she breathed deep with a big sexy grin and satisfaction, "I think I just had back-to-back orgasms...three or four...but I think I had three!" Pete grins, "The best shit always comes in threes...we just had three days of non-stop threesome!" Then I grabbed the two "Robbie" dildos from the nightstand, and held them next to the real thing, laughing, "And, of course, we got the three Robbies right here!"

His hand grabbed her waist bare inches from his c*ck. His f*ngers tangle in her hair as his warm breath filled her neck. “ Drake..” Rosa moans, as his massive c*ck fills her p*ssy. “ F*ck!!!” — When a late-night plumbing disaster destroys Rosa’s apartment, she has nowhere to go except her best friend Chloe's house. Unfortunately, her twin brother Drake is home. He's RavenBrook's dangerously attractive hockey captain, a notorious playboy, a chronic womanizer and the last man she should ever want. But before Rosa can unpack, Drake gives her three rules: Stay out of my room. Don't touch me. And never break the third rule.

Before the Christmas holidays, the four of us besties from Kingsley City held a vote. We had one question on the table: should Mia Williams be allowed to join our tight-knit friend group? I thought my friends and my boyfriend would vote no, just like me. After all, Mia had ulterior motives. She had repeatedly mocked and provoked me, all while shamelessly flirting with my boyfriend. However, I could not have been more wrong. My childhood friend, Jason Miller, remained calm as he said, “I vote yes. Mia is great in every way. Jenna, your jealousy is getting out of hand.” My best friend, Lily Wilson, immediately backed him up. “Exactly! Jenna, you can’t be so selfish. You don’t get to deci

"You jackass. You absolute asshole. You don't get to just disappear!" "I know. I know." Carson. The third corner of our triangle. He’s Addie’s and I childhood friend, we literally fucking grew up together. We attended both college and high school together. We'd shared lockers and detention and every terrible cafeteria meal from the first day of high school straight through college. The whole campus called us the Three Musketeers, and we wore the name like a badge. We were 3 best friends that were inseparable. He was the big brother neither of us asked for and both of us needed. He'd glare down any boy who looked at us wrong, walk us home when it got late, and show up with soup and bad movies

I loved my girls back at the Rose Garden, and I loved Claire and Maddie whenever it was just the three of us alone. Pure female friendship is truly the best thing in the entire world when you are lucky enough to find it. It felt like a safe harbor in a very stormy sea. Claire had her hands in the air, her hair tossing wildly around her face as she laughed. Maddie was right beside her, a giant smile on her face that made her eyes crinkle at the corners. They pulled me into the middle of their little circle.

Loving my boyfriend's best friend was one of the greatest feelings I had always wanted to get rid of. Harry never looked at me the way Shawn did but as a sister and a friend. So I decided to stick to that but every time I look at him, I'm unable to control these strange feelings I have for him. I know it's wrong to have these feelings for him but honestly, he was the first boy I would ever love. Shawn was second. I thought Harry leaving for England will help matters but now he's back and I know the worst is bound to happen.

In a way, I was glad I didn’t have to do it alone; my best friend was with me. Unsure of what we were after that day, I almost cried when he called me his best friend. I held back the tears because he was the crybaby, not me. Though there wasn’t a single trace of the crybaby I knew in him. I guess we all changed over the years – the three inseparable best friends – Flynn, Carson, and I. Even when Flynn and I were dating, the three of us still hang out, almost every day. Three troublemakers we once were.