Page 35 of Falling for my Brother's Best Friend

“Weddings are stressful. But aren’t these microphones a pain?” I ask.

“Of course you have an opinion on it.” Liam shakes his head at me.

Just when I thought we could be cordial. Liam is catching me on a shitty day. I had to see my older brother get married weeks ago, and now I’m celebrating Brooklyn’s wedding. I’m happy for both of them, but all those worries and insecurities are crashing down on me. I’m going to be my sisters’ bridesmaids, but I’ll never be the one wearing white.

The deejay looks at me as he clips the mic to my dress.

“You’re annoying me,” I say to Liam.

Now the deejay looks back at Liam, waiting to see what he’ll say. I’m sure we’re entertaining when you’re not the one who has to suffer from all the unresolved feelings between us.

“But Brent doesn’t?” he asks.

Here we go with this Brent shit again. I should lay out what happened that night, but I’m not going to. He doesn’t deserve it. “You sure spend a lot of your time thinking about Brent.”

He narrows his eyes as the deejay puts the mic on him. “Can you give us a moment?” he asks the deejay.

“Sure thing. You’re all hooked up, but I haven’t turned you guys on yet. I’ll let you know when you’re good to go. I think I’ll play ‘Baby Shark’ one more time for the little girl.”

I smile at the kid. “Thanks. She’d love it.”

He excuses himself, and Liam grabs my arm, pulling me behind the backdrop for the deejay.

I whip my arm out of his grasp. “What?”

“You know exactly why I’m thinking about Brent. Are you going to see him again?”

I rear my head back. “I don’t see how that’s any of your business.”

He steps into me, his hands on my hips, and pulls me to him. “Stop pretending.”

“I’m not pretending anything.”

“Tell me you don’t want to kiss me right now. That if I ran my fingers up and under your dress, you wouldn’t shiver from my touch. How wet are you right now, Sav?”

I inhale a deep breath and study him. This infuriating man is not going to let this go. “It doesn’t mean it’s because of you. I could be remembering my night with Brent.”

His fingertips press into my skin a little harder, but he laughs. “Is this all because I don’t wear a suit to work every day or have some fancy desk job?”

“What? No. Why would you even say that?”

“Is that the type of man you want? Because a man like that can’t take care of your needs. The man who can is standing right in front of you.”

My eyes dip to his lips.

A loud crash rings out from the other side of the backdrop, but I can’t tear my eyes off Liam. I want to admit my attraction and lose myself in him for a night. Let him make me forget who I need to be for everyone else in my life. Put what I want first for a change and to hell with the consequences.

“Savannah?” Grandma Dori yells.

“Sav?” I hear Brooklyn say right after her.

“I don’t know where she is, but the present table is a mess,” Holly says with despair in her tone.

Oh fuck it.

I smash my lips to his, allowing his tongue access to my mouth. I grab his shoulders while his hands mold to my ass. Our lips are frantic and needy and hungry for one another.

“Don’t stop,” I pant when his lips travel to my neck.

---