Wrong Bed, Right Brother by Rebecca Brooks

Author:Rebecca Brooks
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Two-Hour Romance Short Reads; New Adult & College Romance; Romantic Comedy; City Life Fiction; Coming of Age Fiction; Contemporary Women's Fiction; Contemporary American Fiction; Wrong bed, right brother by rebecca brooks; brazen; entangled publishing; series romance; stand alone romance; accidental love series; wrong bed, right roommate by rebecca brooks; wrong bed, right girl by rebecca brooks; wrong bed, right man by rebecca brooks; mistaken identity romance; vacation romance; forced proximity romance; twins; popular romance; new york city; video gamer; one night stand romance; opposites attract romance; brothers best friend romance;
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2020-05-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Noah stood with a towel around his waist, staring at his closet. What was he supposed to wear that said “date I put a reasonable amount of effort into because I’m not a turd” but wouldn’t make his brother harangue him with a million questions as he was trying to leave?

It shouldn’t be this hard. He was allowed to have a life. He was allowed to go out with Amanda.

It was just that tonight, on his way out the door, wasn’t the moment to make it a Thing. Especially since maybe it wasn’t. How was he supposed to know? There was what his mind told him and the list of reasons not to. Everything he knew he should listen to.

But there was also something else. A feeling so physical, he could sense it taking up space inside him, expanding behind his lungs. In the room around his heart. It was completely irrational. He couldn’t explain it even if he tried.

But it was growing there, whether he’d planned it or not.

He settled on dark jeans, a button-down, leather shoes, and a herringbone jacket. He thought he was keeping it simple, but Luke did a double take as soon as he stepped out of his bedroom. “Wow,” he said. “Where are you going?”

“Out,” Noah said unhelpfully.

He’d been hoping Luke wouldn’t be home—he’d picked Friday specifically thinking Luke would have plans, when he’d wanted to see Amanda sooner. But things must have gotten canceled.

Or maybe, when Luke wasn’t hanging out with Amanda, he didn’t have as much to do as Noah had assumed.

“Call me after and we’ll get beers,” Luke said, glancing back to the TV.

Noah paused. “I’m not sure how late I’ll be.” That part wasn’t a lie or even one by omission. He honestly had no idea where the night was going.

“I’ll be up.”

“Okay. I’ll let you know.”

Maybe his evening wouldn’t be that long, anyway. He shouldn’t make any assumptions.

Breakfast had been nice, but that was only breakfast. Maybe they’d run out of things to talk about. Maybe there wouldn’t be anything more there. He could be back on this couch before he knew it, watching Netflix with Luke. Merely hoping he might not be back here until morning was a guaranteed way to make sure he’d be home in a matter of hours, the night a total bust.

Yet another reason not to mention anything to Luke. How embarrassing would it be to have all this build up to something that sputtered out just like that?

Even so, he slipped condoms and a toothbrush into his jacket pocket before he went out. Wishful thinking was dangerous. But it didn’t hurt to plan ahead.

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