In Love With My Best Friend's Brother Book:1 By SCM75

COPTER'S JOURNAL

Entry # 103

My flight for London leaves in 3 hours, so I have to be brief, and I still have to FedEx my present to Bas if it's going to make it in time. I'm finished with finals and I'm cautiously confident I pull another 4.0 this semester. Does it count as bragging if it is writing in a journal?

Jeremy Samders hasn't come out and told me that he's my father, yet it is proverbial pink elephant in the room when he has me over for dinner or tennis. I don't have the courage to outright ask because it seems to be an unspoken agreement between us that I don't. I have decided not to pursue it with him because he's giving me a paid internship and promise of a director position at the bank when my MBA is wrapped up.

That's fucking insane. Director before 25? It's unheard of.

Of note, I heard that Rick transfer to a university in South America of all places hilarious. There's been a few mumbling about his involvement in some new lending program in Brazil spearheaded by dear ol dad. When I reviewed a random memo for it, is read like a scam benefiting a two-hour 20/20 episode of baking Scandal. There's a decent it could blow up and create a perfect power vacuum for someone else to step in-someone with enough plausible deniability.

I will not touch that department with a 100 foot pole. Perhaps there's a chance that everything will go according to plan.

Speaking of a plans, holiday with my mother? Not sure I can stomach it, but I supposed to have to for the sake of the family.

Or do I?

I would confront the woman directly if I had irrefutable proof-something that links my parentage directly to Samders. My mother keeps a locked engraved box in the hotel office safe. Could something be in there? Why didn't I think to snoop inside when I there alone this past summer?

Because I wasn't alone. I was distracted with a beautiful angel.

Tee said that Bas is staying at the house this Christmas. I wonder why he hasn't responded to my emails or my calls and texts? I haven't slept for two weeks my nightly dose of angelic voice, as effective at soothing my nerves as honey bourbon.

Playing hard-to-get? No oh, that's not like him. He doesn't play games.

God, this is painful. I'm going crazy, I want to see his beautiful face. As much as I try not to think about him, I can't ignore my desperation to hear his voice and be in his presence.

What to do.

Now that I think about it, I can't be certain that FedEx will get it to him in time after all. I better not risk it.

I can kill two birds with one stone, I have fallen so deep for in love with Bas. I hope that he feels the same way that I do.

-Copt

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