My Brother's Sexy Best Friend (18+)

Your Place Or Mine?

Vanessa

"You're doing it wrong," he barked, a scowl marring his features.

"Sorry," I mumbled as Jake yanked the controller from my hands. I lifted my gaze towards the cotton candy sky, watching as the drone veered off wildly before getting caught in a tree branch.

Gesturing at the tangled device, my brother's face turned crimson. "Well, that's just fantastic, Vanessa," he bit out sarcastically. "Are you going to climb up there and retrieve it?"

I shrugged, taking a step in the direction of the towering oak. "I could give it a shot."

He rolled his eyes and scoffed loudly. "Oh please. You couldn't even make it past two feet up the rope in gym class before giving up."

"Hey!" I retorted, jabbing him in the chest. "That's not fair. That thing was swinging all over the place. How was I supposed to be able to find my footing?"

Jake shook his head in disbelief, holding out his palm. "Then you better shell out the three hundred dollars it costs to replace it."

From down on the plush grass, Matt swiveled his head from me towards my twin, and back again as he watched the drama unfold. Twiddling a buttercup between his index finger and thumb, he cleared his throat. "Hey, ease up on her, Jake. It was an accident."

I gave Matt a broad grin before returning my sights back on my brother and sticking out my tongue. "Yea, see. It was a mistake, bozo."

Matt pulled himself up, brushing off his hands on his tight denim jeans before shrugging out of his leather jacket. I raked my gaze over his toned body, enjoying the masterpiece that fate had blessed me with. His clothes certainly leave little to the imagination, I thought, letting my eyes drop to the visible bulge in his pants.

"Haven't you ever scaled a tree before, Jake?" He teased, his grey eyes twinkling and the dimple in his cheek deepening. Without waiting for a response, Matt turned towards me and clasped me on the shoulder. "I've got this. Prepare to be wowed."

It doesn't take much to amaze me when it comes to you. I'm impressed just by your very existence.  My sights remained firmly locked on his firm physique as he grabbed hold of the lowest branch and hoisted himself up, wrapping one leg around the bark.

He did it so effortlessly that I wondered how many summers he had spent up in the sky, gazing out at the world below him and contemplating everything that weighed him down when he rested his head at night. What does he think about? Who does he dream of?

When he reached the mid-point of the trunk, he snatched the drone from the gnarled limb and tossed it down to Jake's outstretched hands. "I bet Matt could wipe the floor with you in a pull-up competition," I taunted my brother.

"Vanessa, shut up." Rolling his eyes, he inspected his precious drone for any damage I might have inflicted onto his baby.

I poked one of the blades with the tip of my bare fingernail. "Oh no, Jake! Your fragile toy is ruined forever. What are you going to play with now?"

He glanced up, narrowing his eyes into slits. "Don't you have someone else do bug?" He ground out through clenched teeth. "Go away."

My brother instantly pasted a smile onto his face as Matt jogged over towards us. "Thanks, buddy," he gushed, his voice oozing with honey. 

"Are you going to throw him a party too and hand out an award to honor such a heroic act of bravery?" I muttered into my twin's ear.

He nudged me in the ribs, his sickeningly sweet grin never leaving Matt's chiseled jawline. "Get lost," he retorted.