Forgotten Rules: A Brother's Best Friend Romance by Eliah Greenwood

Author:Eliah Greenwood [Greenwood, Eliah]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Reality Survivor Publishing
Published: 2020-06-15T16:00:00+00:00

Kassidy

The moment the loud ringtone cuts through the air, Will interrupts the kiss, disconnecting from me with a gravelly curse. His hand hasn’t moved one bit, still resting on the outer side of my underwear.

Seriously, phone?

Now?

Our eyes meet on the third ring. I expect him to be horrified by the previous events, crippled with regrets, but he looks… strangely calm. Not panicked, not scared.

Neutral.

And horny.

Definitely horny.

Maybe it just hasn’t sunk in yet.

Or…

Maybe he doesn’t regret it?

The ringing continues for long, beyond awkward seconds. When it becomes clear whoever’s calling is not quitting anytime soon, Will withdraws his hand from my pants and props himself up onto his palms. I keep waiting for him to pick up his phone. Until he curses again, stretches his right arm out, and swipes something off the floor.

My phone.

It’s not his phone that stopped us.

It’s mine.

Someone is calling me. Evidently, the first name that pops into my mind is Kendrick’s, but the look on Will’s face when he takes a peek at the screen tells me I couldn’t be further from the truth. Cold is what he becomes. Any warmth that might’ve ever resided in his eyes is replaced by annoyance as he tosses me my phone. My heart drops at the caller ID.

Luke.

The call dies down as Will pushes to his feet, shamelessly adjusting the massive bulge straining against his pants. My eyes follow the motion, and my cheeks flare. Shit. He looks big.

Kass, what the fuck?

Embarrassed by my own train of thoughts, I tear my eyes away. If he saw me gawking at his dick, he doesn’t show it, clearing his throat and running a hand through his ruffled blond hair. My phone rings again, and I frown.

Why is Luke calling m—

Oh my God!

The date!

I had a date with Luke!

I check the time on my phone. 9:05. We were supposed to meet at eight. This is all my fault. I’m the one who asked him out. Even if it was for all the wrong reasons. He doesn’t deserve to be treated like that. I zip up my jeans—which is so awkward I could die—and press Answer.

“Hello?” My voice falters.

“Hey, Kass. It’s Luke. I’m so sorry I didn’t call earlier. You must’ve been waiting for me. I know we were supposed to meet at eight.”

A wave of relief rolls over me.

Then comes the guilt.

No, I wasn’t waiting for you. I was actually doing “things” with another guy, but thanks for calling.

Leave a message after the beep of shame.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it.”

“I’m not going to be able to make it. I’m sorry. Believe me, I’d much rather be with you, but my aunt needs me.”

“It’s fine. Tonight’s not really good for me either,” I say, overly aware of Will hanging on to my every word. “Can I ask what’s going on? Is Isabella okay?”

“Let’s just say you and I are going to be seeing a whole lot more of each other.”

I peek at Will from the corner of my eye. He’s tense. His jaw, his fists, his shoulders—all tense as a rock.

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