Page 81 of My Best Friend's Brother

“Gee, thanks bestie.” I rolled my eyes as Ellie glared at me.

“I’m serious; my brother isnotright for you. He’s got too many issues, and hecannotcommit to you! He won’t!”

“He’s different with me, Ellie,” I snapped, and she held her hands up.

“Good, I’m glad he is. But don’t for one second think that it meansyouare different to him. Because you’re not, Jess.”

I sat cross-legged on Ellie’s bed as she dished out her wisdom, tutting accordingly.

“He’s just…”

“A dick?” Ellie yawned, shaking her head at me. “Honestly Jess, I’m glad you’re over Carlisle the cunt, butLogan?If you two are just hooking up, that’s between you; I just don’t want you under any illusions.”

I’m so relieved Ellie knows, despite her harsh words. She is my best friend, after all.

“I can’t help liking him, Ell’s,” I mumbled.

“Nor can the other poor girls he’s fucked around. Argh, I get it now. I see why Logan doesn’t want me near his friends. I’m hyperventilating.” She fanned herself, exhaling loudly. “You could end it now before you’re in too deep.”

I lifted my head up sharply, and Ellie groaned.

“Fucking hell, you pair of bastards!”

“He said it wasn’t just sex,” I retorted, and Ellie paled.

“You’ve already slept with him?! God, I need a fucking drink.” She fell back onto her bed, covering her eyes with her hands. “How long have you been at it then?”

“Oh, only last night,” I shrugged as she eyed me suspiciously.

“You seemveryclose, considering it was only last night.”

My mind flitted back to how I felt when he stared at me, the hurt in his eyes making me want him even more.

“Why is he pushing me away?” I wondered aloud as Ellie narrowed her eyes.

“Because he’s a bad boy, and it’snotattractive.”

“I know, but I like him, Ells,” I said slowly, realising I really did. “And he likes me too; he just has this barrier up….”

“Do you think you’re gonna be the one to change him, Jessica? Babes, thisisn’ta rom-com. Logan isn’t the man you need right now.”

“Oh? And what do I need?” I scoffed, reaching for my phone.

No texts.

“Time to be you. You’ve had such a shit few years, babes; we need to let you find yourself again. Maybe in the future… I don’t know.”

She has a point. I’m already feeling worried and down about Logan, and he’s confusing the fuck out of me.

“He’s coming over later, after work….” I said, picking my nail.

“What for? Sex?” Ellie rolled her eyes, making a face. She threw her hair over her shoulder, waving her hand. “Is that whatyouwant?”

“I don’t know.” I groaned, collapsing onto the bed beside her.

She stroked my hair softly, and my eyes burned with angry tears.

“How can he say it’s more than sex one minute, then back away when I said it’s time to tell you aboutus?”

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