Best Friend's Sister - Alexis Winter Page 0,25

Brad smacks her on the arm. “He’s my friend. Mine. You stay away,” he teases, but there’s truth to it.

She shrugs her shoulders. “I just meant that maybe he could hook me up with some of his hot firemen buddies after he gets the job.”

“Not any better,” I tell her, grabbing my keys off the kitchen table.

“What are you even doing with your life?” he asks Deven as I’m walking out.

“What do you mean? A girl’s gotta get laid once in a while.”

“Ewwww. I don’t want to hear anything about your sex life. Keep it to yourself,” he says as I’m walking out and shutting the door behind me.

I laugh and shake my head as I’m heading down the stairs. I hate that they’re so close, but I love it at the same time. I have a feeling they need one another more than either of them lets on. That’s another reason why I can’t fuck this up. Brad only has Deven, and Deven only has Brad now that their father’s passed away and they’re no longer speaking with their mother after Deven was kicked out for whatever reason. It still drives me crazy that I don’t know the full story there, but I intend on finding out. Maybe I can refuse to fuck her again until she tells me. No! I can’t do that! Have I even been listening to myself?

Fuck. I’m going crazy.

I walk back into the apartment a couple hours later, and Brad and Deven are both sitting on the couch. “I got the job!” I cheer and they both stand up, cheering with me. “My training starts first thing Monday morning.

“That’s awesome, Hudson. Congrats,” Deven says, hugging me.

I hug her quickly but push her away before Brad can think anything of it.

“So, did you meet any firefighters that may have a thing for me?” She smiles wide.

I laugh it off but head to the kitchen for a drink. Deven follows me in. I open the fridge, grab a soda, and then stand up, leaning against the counter.

“What’s up?” I ask, taking a sip.

She shrugs. “Last night?” she whispers.

I shrug. “What about it?” I act like I have no idea what she’s talking about.

She rolls her dark eyes. “The bathroom. Did you mean what you said?”

“What’d I say?”

“You said that you—”

Brad walks in and she quickly changes her sentence. “We’re going to go horseback riding. Are you still going to do that?”

“Oh,” I say, glancing back and forth between her and Brad. “I’m not sure. I have to call my brother.”

“Well, if you go, can I go with you? I love horses and haven’t ridden one since I was a kid. It’d really mean the world to me.” She bats her lashes and smiles wide.

Brad looks over at me. “She really does love horses. Come on, make her day,” he insists.

I scoff. “Fine. But I get the good horse.”

She squeals and jumps up and down, clapping her hands. “Thank you, thank you, thank you. I’m going to change.” She rushes out of the room, leaving me alone with Brad.

“Guess I’m going horseback riding,” I mumble.

He laughs. “Welcome to getting guilt tripped by your sister,” he teases, now that he sees me as her big brother too.

“Thanks for the help.” I act annoyed by having her tag along, but truth is, it excites me.

“Sorry, bro. Gotta learn sooner or later how to dodge them sister eyes.” He walks out of the kitchen, leaving me alone.

I call Drake and he says it’s cool if we come out. We load up in the truck, and as soon as we’re out of the parking lot, she’s sliding into the middle, placing her hand on my thigh, so close to my aching dick.

“Deven,” I grind out.

“Yes?” she asks, looking at me all sweetly, like she doesn’t know what she’s doing, but she knows exactly what she’s doing.

“I’ve been thinking about everything. You, Brad, me. And I really think it’s in everyone’s best interest if we just stay friends, keep things G-rated.”

She scoffs and rolls her eyes as her head lulls back against the seat. “Again with this shit? Hudson, I’m a grown woman. I can make my own decisions.”

“I know,” I say. “It’s just that Brad’s my friend. I don’t like lying to him or all this sneaking around.”

“Really? I think the sneaking around is kind of hot.”

I can’t lie. I do too. It’s really fucking hot. Something is always more fun where you have to sneak to do it. Stolen food