My Brother's Best Friend | ✓

22. "any boys?"

His hands moved quickly and efficiently. He pulled my hips closer to his mouth and the excitement bubbled in my stomach. His gentle touch against my soft skin gave me goosebumps. His fingers ran along my hip bone slowly and I gripped the sheets to try and stabilize myself as his hands dove into my underwear.

Moans escaped my mouth as his fingers rubbed circles around my sensitive area. "You like that?" he asked with a lustful tone in his low voice. It was music to my ears. I nodded but my eyes remained shut. Before I knew it he moved the underwear aside and I felt a long finger slip into me. I screamed as the waves of pleasure instantly hit me causing me to arch my back as he went faster and faster. "Yes babygirl, scream for me-".

My eyes suddenly opened wide as the weight of a cat was placed on my legs. I heard a meow and I instantly lifted my head off of my pillow. Brownie, my slightly overweight, brown and white cat had made it onto my bed and my eyes looked over to the open doorway that my dad was standing in. The clock near my bed displayed the time 10:14 am. I realized I had unfortunately woken up from the most amazing dream and now hoped that dad wasn't aware of what I was dreaming about.

"Hey darling, good morning. I was just wondering if you're up for dinner tonight at our old spot?".

After my heart rate decreased, I slowly sat up rubbing my eyes and nodded. "Alright well, breakfast is out on the table and maybe after you eat we can go out for a bit? Maybe buy you some new clothes or something?" he had a big joyful smile plastered on his face that really warmed my heart. "Okay dad, let's do that" I smiled back, genuinely happy to be back here at least for the weekend. And hey, who doesn't love new clothes?

After I scarfed down the food dad had prepared for me, we drove to the huge mall a couple minutes away from home and like everything else in this neighbourhood, it was fancy as hell. I loved the place though. The food was great, there was a gorgeous stone fountain right in the middle of it, and of course, lots of cute boys. Maybe I can find one that will help me get over Sawyer.

We walked for a bit and I got myself an iced coffee which was very refreshing and managed to help me shake the thought of my dream this morning. We ducked into a few stores but without completely breaking dad's wallet, the cheapest I could find was Urban Outfitters.

I was browsing the aisles and a stunning maroon dress caught my eye. I immediately envisioned an outfit with some thigh high boots and a jean jacket going with it. Also, I passed these colourful booty shorts and Sawyer popped into my head. I thought about how much he would have loved them.

"Stop it Holly" I told myself.

Dad and I continued to walk some more and happened across a scruffy looking man in a dark grey suit. Of course, my mind couldn't help it and I thought of Sawyer, the lawyer-in-training, again. At this point I couldn't even be mad at myself anymore, it was no use. No matter how hard I tried, everything reminded me of him. I craved his touch and it really didn't help that I was having dreams about him now.

Though I still had a lot on my mind I really enjoyed bonding with my dad and we spent a very nice calm day at the mall together. When dinner finally rolled around I decided to break in the new dress I bought and try wearing it out, since the restaurant was pretty formal from how I remember it. 

When we had arrived, the same lady greeted us and told me how much I had grown, though I really haven't grown at all, I was still as short as ever. She sat us at one of our favourite tables behind the dimly lit aquarium. The only real lights in the place were the tiny little chandeliers over the tables and the cute little fairy lights all over the walls.

Everyone was laughing and conversing which made me really happy because of the good vibes all around. While we were flipping through the menu my eyes scanned the room and I noticed a couple, a few tables away, laughing and holding hands over the table. It looked like they had split a dessert together and for some odd reason, I couldn't find myself looking away until the waiter finally came by and we placed our orders.

Dad had ordered the same thing he always did, spaghetti and red wine. He even let me have a small sip when no one was looking, just like he always did, and I giggled as I swallowed the bitter liquid and handed the glass back to him.

"So how's mom?" dad asked with a plain expression on his face.

"She's good, working constantly" I twirled the spaghetti around my fork.

"Well as long as she's managing" he smiled politely.

"Yeah, I try to help her out as much as possible," I say. "Are you gonna come over for dinner anytime soon again?" I ask eagerly.

"Possibly. I'll have to ask your mom". I start to pick at my plate of food realizing that I'm not really all that hungry anymore. Dad notices my sad mood and picks up on it. "I will, okay?" he tells me as he places his hand over mine in reassurance.

"So, any boys?" he asks, switching the subject. My eyes shoot up instantly and I notice the grin on his face. "What?".

"Are there any boys that have caught your eye recently?" he asks again.

"No. Not at all".

"Are you sur-".

"Yes" I nod.

"Well alright then" he smirks. I'm sure dad was just trying to bond with me but in all honesty, I didn't really feel like opening up about Sawyer to him, especially since he was now gone.

Eventually, the night came to a close and mom had already been waiting impatiently for me when we got back to the house. She came a day earlier since she was busy with work the next day. I could tell dad really didn't want me to leave by how long he hugged me before I got in the car. I really didn't want to either.

It was a silent car ride back to mom's. She had jazz music playing on the radio and I had headphones on, blasting my go-to Spotify playlist as I stared out the window aimlessly. The house was completely dark by the time we'd arrived and mom was already tired. She had a very disorganized sleeping schedule so most nights she would be passed out by 5 and it was already 11.

She kissed me goodnight and I waddled into my room with my backpack. Dropping everything on the ground I fell on my comfy bed and just stared up at the ceiling. A yawn escaped my lips and made me realize how tired I was after the long day I had. Getting up off the bed and heading to my dresser I noticed a red hoodie lying on the floor next to another pile of clothes. It was the hoodie Sawyer gave to me that night we went on a walk together.

Why do I feel like this?

I shook it off and stared myself in the mirror. The bags under my eyes were atrocious and my mascara had completely smudged. I figured it was time to wash my face, change into my brand new gorgeous black silk romper and head to bed. Yes, it was a little fancy but who said you can't go to sleep in style?

I left my door open a bit just like I always do and closed my eyes. Unfortunately, I could not sleep. I tossed and turned and ended up coming to the realization that the romper was a bit uncomfortable to sleep in. 

I was trying to concentrate my mind on one thought when suddenly I was startled by a faint knock on my window. My head snapped in the direction of it and I nearly had a heart attack seeing a shadowy figure appear through my curtains.

I hopped out of bed immediately and grabbed the first object I could find on my floor which was an old chemistry textbook that I never returned. Slowly, I walked to my window preparing to knock someone out completely.

I pulled open the curtains swiftly and my eyes widened as soon as I saw who it was.

"Sawyer?!".

Update. October 11, 2017

I just want to thank you all so much for reading this far! I know it's really crappy but I've been trying my best to get these chapters out on time. Unfortunately, school and work have really been kicking my butt lately, but don't worry because I will be writing more soon and I will finish this book. Thank you again for sticking around and for 11K! <3