My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 6 (•‿•)

        Our noses were touching and I could feel his breath against my lips. We slowly moved our faces even closer, our lips almost touching...

       "Alright, my turn with Ian! It's 3 o'clock!" Ian screamed, walking through the front door. I turned my head, surprised from the interruption. Ian didn't seem to be surprised as he leaned forward and ended up kissing neck. His eyes shot open and he pulled away with a small frown on his face.

     "The one time you give me permission to kiss you, and I waste it on a neck kiss!" He complained. I held back a laugh at his disappointment.

         "Maybe I'll give you permission...later," I smiled at him. He brushed some hair out of his face.

        "Eric sucks," he muttered. Then I think he realized what I said and he looked at me, with lust in his eyes. I winked at him and moved a few feet away from him when I heard Eric's footsteps moving towards us.

       "Come on, Ian!" Eric smiled coming into the room as if Ian and I weren't just about to kiss, "I have the whole day planned! You and Em can hang out later tonight!" That brought a smile to both Ian and myself.

        "What time?" I asked.

        "Like 11? I dunno, don't act like you have stuff to do!" Eric laughed. I rolled his eyes when I realized the text I had gotten once I woken up earlier this morning. I didn't tell Ian for obvious reasons because of who it was from. I knew it would only anger him.

        "Well, Chase texted..." I admitted. Ian frowned and turned his attention to the ground and glared at it. I thought he'd burn a hole in the floor because of the intensity of the stare.

        "No," Eric said as Ian begged, looking up at me, "No, don't, it's my night." It felt like my heart broke just hearing the vulnerability in his voice. It made me feel extremely guilty.

        "Fine," I said, "Will you guys be hungry? I can whip something up." I started thinking about how it'd be nice to make a homemade dinner.

        "I'd like that!" Ian nodded, encouragingly.

     "What's your favorite dinner?" I asked. I mean really...he should enjoy his last home-cooked meal that he would spend with us.

     "Steak and potatoes, but that's too hard. I dunno, I like lasagna too," He answered after thinking about it.

      "Alright, lasagna it is!" I smiled, Ian got up and followed Eric to the backdoor, "Bring him home safe, Eric!"

       I heard Eric laugh and Ian said something about overprotective women. Psh, no I'm not. I just want him to be safe. Well, I wanted both of them to be safe.

     After they left, I grabbed my purse, and began my walk to the closest grocery store. I was going to surprise Ian with a meal of lasagna, steak and potatoes. I couldn't wait to see his happiness.

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       "Dude, I still can't believe you did that," Ian laughed with Eric as they walked into the kitchen later that night.

      "Hey guys, you can go sit in the dining room," I told them as I pulled out the pan of the bread out of the oven, "I'll bring the food to you." They smiled and filed into the dining room. I was happy to have set the dining room table earlier so it would make bringing out dinner so much easier. I pulled the lasagna from the oven and brought it into the dining room with a smile on my face.

      "Wow, this looks really good!" Eric grinned. I set it down on a hotpad and went back into the kitchen, smiling to myself.

        "Just a second!" I told them. I brought out the potatoes next and put it on another hot pad.