The first was Cade’s promise, in writing, to never abandon us. The second was my promise to him, also in writing, that we would always be here with him. Both documents had been notarized.
“Babe, you’re not supposed to be carrying anything!”
Cade appeared at my side and took the dishes from me, carrying them the rest of the way into the kitchen. I laughed and followed him. “Juice is hardly a heavy object.”
“It doesn’t matter, I’m doing all the carrying from now on.”
“I’m not even starting to show yet!” I pointed at my stomach.
Ever since he’d found out that I was pregnant, Cade had been treating me like I was made of glass. It was adorable, but also frustrating. I knew it was only because he hadn’t been there the first time and wanted to make up for it. But I’d had one kid already and I was perfectly okay handling things by myself.
“You realize I have done this before, right?”
Cade set the dishes in the sink, pulled me to him, and kissed me. “I know. But I want to take care of you.”
I melted, just a little.
Cade took my hand, and we went back outside. Drew was playing with his friends, and I smiled thinking that soon, he’d have a younger sibling to play with. There would be a bit of an age gap, but I was sure Drew that would love being an older sibling. Maybe the age gap would help them have a better relationship instead of constantly being at each other’s throats, as I’d seen in many siblings who were similar in age.
Either way, I was excited for our new child and for our future together.
“You know, I never really thought about kids,” Cade admitted. “I mean, I had vague notions of a family, but I didn’t even want to marry Della, or anyone else. Why would I think about kids when I couldn’t even think about marriage?”
He turned to look at me. “But I wouldn’t trade this for anything. The only person I would ever want to have a family with is you.”
I smiled at him. There had only ever been one person for me, too, and that was Cade. And now that we finally had each other, I had never been happier.
If you liked ‘The One and Only’, you’re going to love Best Friend’s Brother, the next book in the series.
It’s been five years since I made that big bad mistake.
Five years since I hooked up with my best friend’s brother.
I thought that would be the only secret I’d have to carry.
But boy, was I wrong.
He still looks at me the same way he did back then.
Only now, my eyes are hiding something.
Adam is a dad.
He’s got no idea.
And I’ve got no idea how to break this news to him.
Especially now that he’s my boss.
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Best Friend’s Brother (Excerpt)
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It’s been five years since I made that big bad mistake.
Five years since I hooked up with my best friend’s brother.
I thought that would be the only secret I’d have to carry.
But boy, was I wrong.
The fact that Adam adored my curves for one night was nothing in comparison to what that night actually led to.
Adam is a billionaire.
A man who knows what he wants, and who he wants.
That hasn’t changed all these years later.
He still looks at me the same way he did back then.
Only now, my eyes are hiding something.
Adam is a dad.
He’s got no idea.
And I’ve got no idea how to break this news to him.
Especially now that he’s my boss.
But I know that once this secret comes out, it’ll be the beginning of an end.
An end of a friendship.
And possibly an end of a love that should get a second chance.
Prologue
Adriana
Five Years Before
Relax Addi, this is the oldest profession in the world. Women have been doing this for millennia and you aren't even going to have to touch anyone.
You’re a whore Adriana. You’re a whore and your naked body is going to be on the internet forever.
Maybe, but my classmate Kenya told me she made two thousand dollars in three weeks showing her tits on the internet and that sounded worth it to me.
I stared at the address bar on my laptop and typed in the first two letters of the website address. Of course, it auto-filled because this wasn't my first time going on there. When Kenya told me about it, I had to take a look. Some site on the internet where you could make thousands of dollars for just flashing your webcam? Sign me up.
There wasn't a lot of the page, just these features of different girls who were currently online and links to log in.
“So, do you actually meet the guys who you talk to on here?” I had asked her.
“Oh my God, no way. All you do is chat with them, tease them, talk with them, and if they give you credits, you do what they ask,” Kenya said to me like it was the easiest thing in the world. Yeah, it was going to be some random man on the other side of the camera, but he wasn’t actually there.
“Do you take like everything off?”
“No. Well, depends. You see, I have like a menu. Depending on the number of credits a guy gives me, he can ask for different things. Full nude is of course pretty expensive, you're lucky if you get guys who’ll ask for that. And the thing is once you're nude, you can't really start putting clothes back on.”
“Aren't you scared of your stuff ending up being posted online? What if it ends up on porn sites or something?” I asked. Kenya just shrugged at that one.
“Look, if I was taking my clothes off at a strip club, I could potentially get groped, harassed, followed after work, or run into someone who knows me in real life. Camming isn't necessarily
