Page 12 of One Goal in Mind

Not technically a lie…

Her eyes narrow. “You mean to tell me the only thing he ate last night was that burger?” I nod, not wanting to lie out loud. “Such a shame.”

“It’s fine. But maybe I should’ve had a mimosa instead of coffee for this conversation.”

“Sometimes you need a cocktail, and sometimes you need a bearded man’s face between your legs,” she says into her cup.

“Can I have both?” I tease.

My phone vibrates in my back pocket, but I ignore it. There’s exactly one person who would be messaging me this early, regardless of the timezone. It buzzes a second time, and Rachel asks, “Are you going to answer that?”

“Answer what?”

“Either you have a rogue sex toy in your back pocket, or someone is texting you.”

I take out my phone to find two messages from the one person I was afraid they’d be from.

“Bestie”

Your brother is an asshole and has me doing drills when I should be doing cardio. My knees are killing me.

I should make you do them with me. Naked. While you’re riding my face.

There will be no face riding, bestie.

“Oh, my sweet Scarlett has a crush,” Rachel coos.

“I do not. We’re just friends.”

“The stupid grin on your face says otherwise.”

Câlisse, she’s right.

CHAPTER 6

RUSS

ONE MONTH LATER

Happy one-month best friendaversary!

Red

A good morning would suffice, bestie.

It’s not a good morning.

Why? Is my brother being an ass?

No. It’s not a good morning because I didn’t wake up next to you.

I should have seen that coming.

You would indeed be coming.

Promise

Absolutely.

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