Free Play Fair (The Devil's Share Book 3) by L. P. Maxa

her to leave me.
    She grinned, a wicked glint in her beautiful eyes. “I have a better idea.”
    I shifted closer to her on the bed, playing along. “Oh yeah?”
    She bit her bottom lip, nodding.
    My dick strained against my zipper. He was still pissed that I’d denied him earlier, not turned on by Bryan’s flirty banter. “What did you have in mind, baby doll?”
    She rolled over and grabbed a hot pink bag from the floor beside my bed. “I bought us a present today…”
    I shifted onto my stomach, taking the bag from her hands and hiding my massive hard-on. I pulled out the tissue paper, tossing it over my shoulder. “What?! You got Zombies 5? I didn’t even know this was out yet!”
    She giggled, putting her hand over my mouth. “Shhh…you’re going to wake up Landry, and this game is definitely not suitable for children.” She sat up. “I’ll go get ready for bed in Luke’s bathroom.” She paused on her way out the door. “Change clothes. You smell like sex and whiskey.”
    “B…I couldn’t, I mean, I didn’t…uh, nothing happened.”
    She shook her head. “Jacks, it’s none of my business. I’d just rather not, um, just shower, okay?”
    I nodded. My heart was racing, the distress I felt at her thinking I’d been with someone else was unwelcome. And it was freaking me the fuck out. Why did it matter so much? Why did her thinking that bother me? Probably the same damn reason I’d run out of that club like it was on fucking fire.
    Because I was falling for my best friend.
    I paced the room the whole time she was gone, well, after I quickly rinsed off and changed my clothes. I stopped when Bryan came back in, her long wet hair braided to the side, her face fresh and clean. Her perky breasts were on display in her white t-shirt, and her ass looked fucking perfect in her cotton shorts. I thought I’d wanted to kiss her a few minutes ago? That was nothing compared to the way I felt right now. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. Bryan was gorgeous, and I’d always known that. But like as an afterthought. Like hey, this is my best friend Bryan, and she’s super-hot. Now it was like, this hot-as-fuck chick is my best friend, Bryan.
    “You ready to play?”
    She smirked. “You ready to get your ass handed to you?”
    I was pretty sure she was capable of doing just that. The beautiful sexy girl next door with commitment issues and a flighty nature. Yep. The universe was definitely handing me my ass.
    She picked up a controller and climbed up on my bed while I loaded the game. We sat side by side, talking trash and laughing. One game turned into two, two turned into three, and three turned into me using all the willpower I possessed to not grab her by the face and stick my tongue down her throat.
    I talked to her all the time; we gamed, we laughed, we joked around. And it was all fine. Having her here, sleeping next to her, watching her with Landry…it had fucked with my brain. You know that super sappy movie, the one where the girl dies? That quote that was on all those previews— I fell in love like you fall asleep at night —that was me. That’s what happened. It snuck up on me. I was perfectly fine last night; I slept next to her for hours without jumping her bones. From friends to falling in two-point-five seconds.
    “Hey. You okay?” She cocked her head to the side, studying me.
    “Yeah. I’m good. I’m great.” I sounded like a moron. “You want to play another round or you ready for bed?”
    She put her hand over her mouth, yawning. “I think I’m ready for bed…” She stood. “Good night?”
    Did that mean she was sleeping in her bed? “Uh, yeah, sure. Good night.” Holy shit, get it together, Jacks. My voice was squeaking like my balls were about to drop.
    I didn’t want her to go. The thought of her sleeping a whole room away from me actually made my chest hurt. But I didn’t trust myself. I knew I would wind up making a move. And now wasn’t the time. I needed to sort all this out