Page 89 of My Brother's Enemy

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Tyler: I thought we did? Fuck everyone else.

I stifled a laugh.

Rain: Is this our talk then? Are we dating? Just having sex? If the article comes out, we’ll have to act as if we’re dating, but is that what you actually want? I meant everything I said. I am not worth this.

Tyler: Shut. Up.

Rain: Tyler…

Tyler: You and I can get into it later. Right now, we’re on a plane. Maybe you should let me make my own decisions?

Tyler: I’m a simple guy.

Tyler: If I want something, I just want it.

Tyler: I want you.

Tyler: I don’t see that going away. So we can use whatever word you want.

Tyler: I want to be the guy in your bed. I want to be the guy who gives you a ride somewhere.

Tyler: I want to hold your hand and get cuddles from you and I want your smile turned my way.

Tyler: And I don’t want to do that with anyone else.

“Damn, Griff. Are you writing a novel? Who are you texting?” I heard someone ask him from a few rows behind.

“Fuck off,” Tyler growled

A few guys laughed.

“Who’s the girl?”

“Or guy! He could be texting a guy.”

“Whoever it is, it’s your honey. Right? There’s no one in my life I’m texting a complete novel to unless it’smysomeone. You got a someone, Griff?”

It got quiet. My phone buzzed just as Tyler said, “Yeah. I got a someone.”

“Good for you, man.”

I read his last text.

Tyler: I liked you, and then I thought I couldn’t like you, so I hated you. Except I didn’t actually hate you. I just wanted to hate you, and now I know for sure I don’t hate you at all. I like you. I don’t want to fight it anymore.

Tyler: So there.

Tyler: Also

Tyler: Will you be my someone?

My heart squeezed as fear, panic, and something else flooded me.

Falling.Fuck. I was still falling for him. I don’t think I had ever stopped.

Rain: You know my head is messed up when it comes to personal relationships. I believe I mentioned that.

Tyler: Baby, that’s the most shrink thing you could’ve said to me right now. FYI, I don’t care how messed up your head is. Talk to me when you’re questioning something, and I think we’ll be okay.

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