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

CHAPTER 10 * PART2

Men In The House

When I got up the next morning, he was gone.

The electricity seems to be back on, so I ran upstairs and took a long shower. The hot water felt Heavenly against my body and force me to wonder how copter warm body would feel up against mine.

I couldn't help but recall the dream, but it seemed a poor replacement for reality. I had never felt sensual in my life. But thinking about this man- ironically, my best friends jerky older brother- awaken my senses in ways I didn't know existed.

Why was he here? To see me?

I wondered. Could he really be dating this other guy? Would he kiss me? As I. my fix hair, I pondered the consequences of our unique situation.

Along together.

Was I foolish to be so excited about it?

I pulled on my favorite jeans and soft baby blue sweater.

Then I let my imagination go crazy for a few blissful seconds. I wonder if we might get married one day. Then I would really be part of this family. My heart swelled at the thought of being Mrs. Kerdthongtavee son-in-law. Of course they would except me...even though I'm an outsider. They know me. They love me. We wool find a way to make it work.

And then I remember Kim and now I talked myself down from the ledge. I was being stupid letting my mind run like that.

Too many unanswered questions.

I heard Copter's SUV outside. Through my bedroom window I watched him come inside the house. I decided to meet him downstairs.

He had a bag from the bakery down the street and two steaming to-go-cups. His face lit up when he saw me. I wasn't used to that. As much as we had maintained a friendly interaction via email and phone, seeing him in person behaving this way was so different."

Merry Christmas, Bas."

"Merry Christmas, Copter-hey, you don't celebrate Christmas."

"I think I'm still allowed to say Merry Christmas." His smile was charming and infectious. I couldn't repress one in return.

Has he always been this handsome?

"Did you find what you were looking for at the hotel?" I asked.

He smiled was quickly gone in his eyes suddenly seem haunted, distressed.

"I did. Let's not talk about it though."

"Everything's okay? " why was the subject so touchy?

He paused before answering. "It's will be. It's nothing that you need to worry about now."

As I quickly as he had gone away to some dark place, he was back smiling.

When I followed him into the family room near the kitchen, my eyes immediately found a small Christmas tree lit up in a corner. Under its sat one solitary gift in red and silver wrapping.

He did this?

"Where did the tree come from?"

"I thought it would be nice to have a proper Christmas. Even though I don't celebrate it," he added, with an uncharacteristic wink. He offered me one of his cups, the irresistible Aroma of hot coffee build my nose.

We sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee and devouring the pastries he has brought. I had so many questions but I didn't want to interrogate him. I eased into it.