My Best Friend's Gorgeous Boyfriend (18+)

Shall We Move This To The Bedroom?

Who said it?

Jake

"That was amazing," I breathed, loosening the button on my pants. "You've really outdone yourself."

Moaning, I sprawled back against the carpet, letting the warmth of the fireplace caress my face as my eyelids fluttered closed in contentment. I was scarcely unable to move after inhaling my mother's Christmas ham.

After unpacking stockings stuffed with candy and scratch tickets and gorging on a feast, my family was gathered in the living room, watching cheesy holiday movies. I was listening to a woman from a small town whine about how her bakery was being foreclosed upon unless she came up with ten thousand dollars by Christmas day, when my phone suddenly vibrated.

Glancing at the screen, I noticed I had a message notification.

It was a picture of a blackened pancake with the caption, I guess chef is out of the question for possible back-up career choices.

I instantly sat up, my heart thudding in my chest so hard that I thought it was about to give out. From the couch, Vanessa eyed me and furrowed her brows.

"Is everything okay?" She asked.

I ignored her, instead sending my reply. Well, you see, the secret to the perfect pancake resides in basic science. You have to carefully measure your ingredients and calculate the correct temperature and time to cook it at.

The rate of my pulse quickened as I dared to shoot off another message. I know you suck at science so I could tutor you, if you want. ;)

"Jake, what's going on? Who is it?" Vanessa pressed, leaning in to try and nab a glimpse at my screen.

I nudged her head away with the palm of my hand. "Mind your business. This doesn't pertain to you."

His answer came quickly. You could teach me now. If your offer still stands, that is.

I mulled over the invitation for a moment. Do I really want to see Aidan after how he treated me at the bookstore? Does he even deserve my time?

The answer should have been a resounding no on both accounts, but he was sexy and if I made him beg for it a little, what was the harm in going over to visit him? It seemed like sound logic to me.

I don't know what you're referring to, I cheekily fired off but also at the same time, completely serious in my desire to hurl his words back at him.

I suppose I had that coming but I want to see you, Jake.

I studied his text as I bit my lip, debating on what to do.

"Let me see," my sister whined, peering over my shoulder. She gasped. "Who is that?"

I quickly closed out of the message thread. "Knock it off, Vanessa. You're such a pain in the ass sometimes," I griped through clenched teeth. "I don't understand how Matt willingly puts up with you."

She stuck her tongue out at me. "Then what does that say about you? Because he refuses to even deal with you."

I rolled my eyes as my phone vibrated again. I miss you, was all the text read.

Yup, that settles it. Aidan's done enough groveling. I'm going.

I lifted myself off the floor and walked over towards the entryway. My mother watched me while I wrapped my red scarf around my neck and pulled on my winter coat.

"Are you leaving, Jakey?" She asked. "I was hoping we could spend Christmas together as a family."

"And that we did, Mom but I have other plans now." My gaze slid over towards Vanessa as she studied with raised brows and a smirk. I rolled my eyes again.