Chapters (40)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Recipes
- Starry Fuzzy Fizz
- Acknowledgments
- Discover More
- Author’s Note
- About the Author
- Also by Farah Heron
- Praise for Farah Heron
“No!” Kamila interrupted. “There is nothing going on between them.” That was one thing Kamila didn’t need to worry about anymore. His spare-room antics wouldn’t have happened if he were involved with someone else. Hell, if he had a secret thing with Jana or any other woman, for that matter, he wouldn’t have let Kamila into his bed in the first place. He wouldn’t have pulled her close so their heartbeats were in sync as they slept.
And holy sweet mother of dragons, it really hit her that she’d actually slept with Rohan. Not figuratively “slept with him,” which Kamila knew wasn’t always as intimate an experience as actually sleeping all night wrapped around someone. There was no way things could go back to the way they were before.
“I screwed up last night,” Kamila said. “Well, this morning. I’ve made things awkward. I don’t know if I can save our friendship.”
“What did you say to him?” Asha said with a scolding tone.
Kamila exhaled and rested her chin in her hand. “It wasn’t something I said. More like…something I did. Sort of.” She closed her eyes. “I kissed him again.”
Asha didn’t say anything. She was quiet so long that Kamila opened her eyes to see if her friend was still there. Asha’s mouth was wide open. Her eyes looked a few sizes larger than normal.
“Say something, Asha.”
“Kissed? Like on the cheek?”
Kamila shook her head.
“Forehead? Top of the head? Back of the hand? Help me out here, Kamila.”
“I kissed his lips. A kiss kiss. A real one. He drove my car home and was sleeping in the spare room when I got home.”
“This kiss happened in a bed?”
Kamila pressed her lips together, nodding.
“Holy shit, you had sex with him.”
“No! Just a kiss…Plus, we also…” Kamila’s voice trailed off.
Asha was silent a few moments before speaking. “Kamila, I don’t think I’ve ever heard you be prudish about spilling bedroom details.”
“Yes, well, I’m not exactly used to getting to second base with a friend, am I?”
“Oh my god, you’ve been to all the bases with friends before! You’re the friends-with-benefits queen!”
Okay, yeah, maybe that was true, but this felt so much more complicated than any friends-with-benefits situation she’d been in. Probably because the stakes were higher—she simply couldn’t lose Rohan.
“I can’t believe this,” Asha said. “I mean, I know you said that you don’t think of him as a brother, but I didn’t in a million years think…And holy shit, you said again. This is a regular occurrence? Wait—what’s second base again?” She picked up her phone, presumably to find a definition.
“Of course it’s not a regular thing. It’s only happened once before. Seven years ago.”