Hot Best Friend 소설 & 이야기

“Hey, Sophia. Micah’s working late tonight, so he has asked me to give you a ride home if you need it.” Seeing that Hunter is harmless, Maleah lowers her can of pepper spray and gives him a flirty smile. “Who’s this?” She asks. I gesture to Hunter and turn back to Maleah. “Hunter, this is my best friend, Maleah. Maleah, this is Micah’s friend, Hunter.”

“It should be a crime to be this hot and wear such fitting clothes.” God! I already know he is hot. I don’t need her affirmative statements to encourage my nasty thoughts. “Seriously, tell me. What’s stopping you?” “He is a hockey player..” She spits her drink. “WHAT?” “and he is friends with West.” Her mouth goes slack. “Damn!! He is… forbidden…” “Yeah exactly.” She thinks for a while, then gives me an evil smile. I know crap is about to fall out of her mouth. “You could sleep with him… you know! Just to get back at West!”

Now, her best friend. Was Chloe that wrong?

"Sweetheart, meet Fela. She's an old friend of mine." Chloe nodded and looked at Fela. She smiled and extended her hand for a handshake, introducing herself, "Chloe Arley... Nice to meet you." Fela took Chloe's hand with a friendly gesture. "Nice to meet you too. I'm Fela Smith. I used to be Edward's most beloved ex-girlfriend." She confidently introduced herself, catching Chloe's attention. Oh my God. Why are there so many of Edward's ex-girlfriends? But... why do I have to meet all of them?

At least, not yet. "First of all, I want to correct you. I didn't make love to you, I fucked you and I know you liked that so much. To answer your question concerning me being a bad friend. I'm a terrible friend, actually." The man says so easily that Saint blinks at him, clearly confused.

Trying to get the words out of me with questions I can’t hide from. "Noah," I call his name with a warning edge to my voice, a silent request for him to drop it. But it’s Noah Addams—he never drops anything until he’s gotten to the bottom of it. He sets the plushie on his right thigh and leans forward with lifted brows. "Seriously, Brynn. Who’s he?" Knowing he won’t give it up, I sigh and look away from him. "He’s Asher’s best friend." "Asher’s best friend?" Noah repeats and I nod without meeting his eyes.

Olivia said with a giggle. “Oh.” I said simply. “No don’t do that Bella.” Olivia said wagging her finger at me. “I saw this boy and he is a hunk. Nice muscular chest, tall, gorgeous blue eyes, sanely blonde hair. He looks like he stepped out of a hot teen magazine.” “Okay. Calm down there.” I told her laughing as she gushed over this new guy. “Hey Olivia.” A familiar and unpleasant voice interrupted us causing me to sigh quietly. Hilary Lockhart along with her two minions; Tiara Wilson and Jennifer Goldberg approached us. Hilary is the most popular and the hottest girl in our school.

She sighed, picking up the fallen pen and turning back to her writing. “Your best friend is a nine tailed fox” he repeated, coming to rest on the table she was writing on. “Yes” she snickered, looking up at him, “You sneak out at night and turn into some creature with nine tails. It’s a secret, nobody knows but me; your best friend; Joan. Shhhh, don’t tell anyone” She finished in a dramatic whisper, a small smile on her face as she watched him burst into laughter again. “You've watched too many Korean series” he commented when he finally stopped laughing.

We are old friends. - owner? A man? - Yes, I'm bisexual. Does it displease you? - Noooo. - she says immediately. – I have nothing against it, by the opposite. Some time ago, before I arrived here, I found a book that some human had forgotten or lost. It was about two friends who became lovers. Two men. – she blushes – there were very interesting scenes. – She says remembering the book “My Best friend & I” by the writer A.P. Morgan.

“On that note, can you give me the number I texted those pictures from, please?” “Ah, sure? But you have to tell me why.” “One of the guys said he’d call me tomorrow with an update on my car and I want to give him the new number.” “Hmm-mm, I bet you do,” she said. “Tell me the real reason.” I both loved and hated that my best friend could see right through me. “That is the real reason.” “Is he hot? Your ‘the guy’ that’s ‘one of the guys’?” Ohmigod… was he hot? That was an understatement. “He’s a thug, Kim.”