My Best Friend's Brother
Jo
mug of coffee. I gave an absent-minded nod as I lifted mine to
ded to be asleep to avoid facing her.
ng up with that glint they always had when she fo
n't have a cute face anymore," a deep baritone came f
aze darted behind me. I was certain my face
I forced myself to remain composed, braci
ght actually tell his sister we'd had
nch, and I had to cross my thighs
with steel. She shrugged nonchalantly, but her eyes flicked toward me
ck surrender before he could press further. I could feel his breath
lose
to my lips, doing my best to appear
e informed you," Rhoda muttered, tur
went wrong?" he snapped, voice rising. I flinched at the harshness, the
he could very well do it without m
us thick with something unspoken. Then his gaze swept over me, deliberate and slow, his jaw tightenin
blazer and black pants clung to him with maddening precision, t
t earlier. I moved toward the kitchen island, carefully dumping my mug into the sink. I refused
e," Rhoda said, her tone softer
ded with reproach. Even after rinsi
nsion and I turned around. She stepped toward Aaron, leaning up to w
second to realize I was
and oppressive. Neither of us made an ef
etched under his eyes. For a fleeting moment, pity
lence, though my voice wavered slightly. His g
n I wanted to admit. Anger flared within me, mixed with a pang of something more fragile. I wasn'
pped, rolling my eyes in a show of indifference. A blatant lie. His dick was memorable. It
rein in my temper, "was that Rhoda probably sho
s eyes burned with something dangerously hot. He took a step to
ome," he said, his voice dropping lower.
er precision. His lips quirked into a smug smile for the briefest moment before dis
creetly adjusted my posture, trying to ma
, though his tone had softened. He took
asked, a playful sm
t a resigned sigh. "That's w
uttered something too low for me to catch before grabbing h
t was for the
s murderous just now?" I asked, raising a brow at R
d. "That's our secret. You'l
ut I did want to know. I wanted to know what made Aaro