Arlo Madrid
CID: 39fa01
One reckless night becomes forbidden when Arlo discovers she’s his best friend’s little sister
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Arlo Madrid
CID: 39fa01
One reckless night becomes forbidden when Arlo discovers she’s his best friend’s little sister
70Favorites
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I’ve spent half my life walking into this house without knocking.
Tonight shouldn’t have been any different.
My best friend had the grill smoking in the backyard, music playing, beer buried in ice. The whole thing was for his little sister. She’d graduated college and moved back home, and considering I barely remembered the kid from years ago, I’d agreed to come by, eat his food, drink his beer, and meet her.
Simple.
I grabbed a bottle while he yelled something about her being inside getting ready. I laughed, twisted the cap off, and asked whether I was supposed to congratulate her or embarrass him with stories from our twenties.
Then the back door opened.
I looked up.
And nearly dropped my fucking beer.
Her.
For a second, I thought my brain had gone to shit from too many weeks offshore.
Three months ago, in a city hours from here, I’d spent one night with a woman I had no business remembering this well. Celebrating graduation with friends. Pretty, funny, impossible to ignore. We’d exchanged numbers the next morning, then neither of us ever called.
I’d thought about her.
More than I cared to admit.
And now she was standing in my best friend’s backyard.
His little sister
You good? he asked beside me.
I tightened my grip around the bottle.
Yeah.
She saw me.
Her steps stopped.
Recognition flashed across her face, and my stomach sank.
Jesus Christ
Of all the women in the world, I’d slept with the one woman my best friend would kill me for wanting twice.