The WRONG Brother (Love You Forever #1) - Alexis Winter Page 0,57
glass door behind me. I look out and see him still standing by the pool where I left him. I shut off the light and walk away, heading for my room.
The moment I step inside, I text Calvin. We need to talk.
Preston gone?
He should be home any minute.
I toss my phone down and open my suitcase, looking for something more comfortable to put on to get out of these constricting jeans. I jump when someone taps on my second-story window. I spin around to see Calvin. I laugh as I race to the window, pulling it open.
“What are you doing? Trying to break your neck?”
He crawls inside. “It occurred to me that I’d never snuck in through a girl’s window before. Wanted you to be my first.” He pulls me against him and his lips land on mine. On cue, the tingles flood my body. That’s why I think this is right. But right now, I have something to tell him. I pull away, taking his hand in mine. “We need to talk.”
“What’s going on?”
We sit on the edge of the bed, and I tell him about Preston coming over, our conversation, and how he kissed me. He doesn’t get mad. There’s nothing to get mad about. Preston doesn’t know that Calvin and I are together. More than anything, he looks nervous.
“So Preston finally smartened up, huh?”
I shake my head. “He doesn’t love me, Calvin. He’s just confused. He’s seen us together a lot lately. Then he had to sit and listen to your mom talk about how she’s always thought we’d make the perfect couple. I think he’s afraid he’s going to lose me—that you’re going to take me away from him.”
“And what do you want?” he asks, glancing my way but trying to look impassive, like my answer won’t hurt him.
I pull my brows together. “I want you, Calvin.”
A knowing look spreads across his face. “You mean, you’re choosing me? Preston is finally ready to give you everything you’ve wanted for . . . well, forever, and you’re choosing me?”
I laugh and nod. “Yes, stupid. Preston is my best friend and I’ll always love him. But I’m not in love with him. I couldn’t be, because I’m in love with you.”
When he hears those words leave my mouth, he pulls me against him for a kiss. It’s a long, hard, fast kiss that reaches my toes and makes them go numb. He lays me back on the bed, covering my body with his, but I push against his chest, stopping him.
“We can’t have sex in here, Calvin.”
“What? Why not?”
“Well, for one, my parents are asleep on the other side of that wall. And two, this bed is cursed. Anyone who has sex in it will sprout hair all over their body and grow six inches.”
He look confused, but I don’t feel like reliving the story of my hairy uncle and his Amazon wife. “Never mind,” I laugh out, shaking my head.
“How about the floor then?”
I glance down at the floor then back up to him. “Only if we’re really, really quiet.”
“Fine. You’re the noisy one anyway,” he says, sliding off the bed and onto the floor, pulling me down with him.
The next day, my mom and I are in the kitchen getting some food ready for tomorrow’s party.
“Mom, I know I’m supposed to be helping, but would you mind if I invited Preston over to help?”
“Preston?” she asks, giving me a look that says, why in the world would Preston want to cook?
“Yeah. I feel kinda bad for him lately. He’s seen Calvin and me together a lot and I think it’s making him feel left out.”
“Fine by me, honey,” she replies, going back to her slow cooker while I dig out my phone.
I quickly type out a text to Preston: Come over and help me cook.
Cook? Who do you think I am? Betty Crocker?
I laugh at his stupidity. Just come on.
Calvin there?
Nope. It’ll just be you, me, and my mom.
It’s only a few minutes later when he’s knocking on the patio door. I wave him in.
He opens the door and walks into the kitchen. “Good afternoon, Mrs. M.”
Mom looks over her shoulder at him and offers up a smile. “Afternoon, Preston. How have you been?”
He shrugs as he sits on the barstool next to me. “Good, I guess. What are we cooking?”
“We’re dicing vegetables for a veggie tray.” I give him a friendly smile before handing him a knife and some broccoli.