Chapters (34)
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Table of Contents
- About This Book
- Playlist
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Epilogue
- Preview of Love Unexpected
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Q.B. Tyler
- About the Author
“Of course, Gab, can get you to do anything,” Monica says and I’m not sure if I detect a hint of annoyance. Monica goes back to her wrap and I watch as James makes us a round of drinks handing mine to me first with a subtle wink.
“Anyway, movie?” Monica asks again.
It wasn’t too late yet, so I wasn’t opposed to the idea of watching a movie. It’s not like James and I could really do anything with everyone awake anyway.
“I’m in.” I shrug as I play with the strings of James’ hoodie I’m wearing.
“Sure, just let me go change and check my emails,” he says before he gets up and heads downstairs.
Monica takes a large sip of her drink and does a little dance. “He’s annoying as fuck but he can make a good drink.” My phone beeps and immediately I snatch it from the counter. I’d set it down because I wasn’t worried about having to guard it with James being in the room. But now he’s gone, and the name “Michael” is on the screen within sight range of Monica. “Jeez, secretive much?” She cocks her head to the side. “What’s that about?”
“Nothing.” I tell her without any explanation. I get up, planning to go to my room to kill time so I’m not inundated with a million questions.
“That’s not nothing!” she calls after me. “And you walking away from me is a sign, young lady!” I ignore it as I climb the stairs towards my room.
“Michael”: A few more of those Cosmos and she’ll be out by midnight. You’re coming down again tonight.
Me: We established that already and could you not have waited a little to text me? I never know what you’re going to say so I’ve been guarding my phone with my life. I even had to change your name. But I jumped three feet when you texted and now Monica is asking questions.
“Michael”: Why? And to what?
Me: Because all it would take is Monica opening my phone once, or picking up my phone innocently like ‘oh James texted you’ and then she’s seeing her brother’s dick on my phone!
“Michael”: Can we not talk about her seeing my dick? Thanks.
Me: Yes, just one sister seeing it is enough.
“Michael”: You know what I mean.
Me: Anyway, I changed it to Michael.
“Michael”: Good to know.