Unexpected (A best friend romance)

Chapter Three - My nights are always better with him

Brooke

I sigh as I watch Evan with the redhead. I can deal with knowing he screws around, just and no more, but one thing I can’t handle is seeing him with some woman. I get it, though. She is gorgeous. The type of woman Evan should be with. I should stop watching, but I can’t help myself.

A glass with scotch appears in front of me, “Here, drink this. You look like you could be doing with it, sweetie,” Jackie says.

I look up at her, “Why would I need it?”

“Why? Because you are watching the man you are in love with flirt with some other woman,” she says softly.

Wait, how does she know? No one ever notices because I hide it.

I shrug it off, “I don’t know what you mean.”

Jackie raises her brow at me, “Yes, you do, sweetie. I was the same at one point. I was in love with my best friend, and I never thought he would see me the same way.” She replies softly.

“And what happened?” I ask curiously.

Jackie smiles brightly, “I am marrying him soon.”

“Wait, really? Tom is who you are talking about?” I was surprised by her answer.

“Yes. It took us many years to get here, but we finally did. It turns out he felt the same as me all along, but he was scared to tell me. One night we were drunk, and he left it slip. I told him I felt the same, and we have been together ever since.” She gushes.

“Aww, I love that. Unfortunately, it isn’t going to be the same for Evan and me. I am nothing like the beautiful woman he goes for.” I whisper sadly.

“I used to think that too, but don’t give up. If you and Evan are supposed to be, you will be.” She smiles, patting my back before heading over to serve customers.

I wished it was true, but I know it isn’t. I down the scotch and decided to stop watching Evan and whoever she was. I finish soon anyway. Evan is supposed to be staying with me tonight, but I don’t know if he will now.

I serve up my last few customers before the last call is announced. People start leaving, only a few staying to finish their drinks. We start cleaning, so there isn’t much to do once everyone leaves and we close the door.

I see Evan and the woman stand, heading for the door. It pisses me off since he didn’t even have the decency to tell me goodbye or where he was going. I shouldn’t be surprised because I swear, anytime he is around a beautiful woman, he becomes a stupid man, only thinking with his d**k. I keep telling myself it is a phase he is going through, and in no time, he will be back to relationships and not shagging around like he has been the last few months.

I shake it off and get back to work. I have my back to the bar, restocking the fridge for tomorrow.

“Hey, princess, are you going to be long?” I hear Evan ask from behind me.

I thought he had left. I glance over my shoulder at me, “I thought you left with the redhead?”

“No. I was walking her out, is all. Are you going to be long? I was going to go to the takeaway and get us pizza and chips with cheese if you fancy it before they close?” he smiles.

“I won’t be too long. Maybe half an hour. Yes, pizza sounds good. You can head to get it. By the time you come back, I should be finishing up.”

I am hungry, and it would save me from having to cook at the time of night. It is his turn to buy us food anyway. We take turns, and I bought it last time.

Evan nods, heading off to the takeaway next door. I smile to myself, happy he chose to come still stay with me rather than go home with her.

“Sweetie, you head out. We can finish up in here,” Jackie smiles, “You stayed late the other night. Don’t forget your share of the tips.”

“Are you sure?” I don’t mind staying behind to help.

“Yes, positive. Plus, you have classes in the morning, so shoo.” She laughs.

I chuckle and nod. I take my share of the tips, say my goodbyes and leave. Evan was coming out of the takeaway just as I left out of the bar.

“Hey, sweetness, fancy meeting you here,” he chuckles.

I snicker, “Yes, fancy that.”

“Ready to head back, princess?” he smirks when he calls me princess. Jackass!

“Sure thing, cupcake.” I tease.

Evan busts out laughing, wrapping his free arm around my shoulder, and we stroll back to mine. I shudder at the cool Scottish air, and Evan pulls me in closer, sharing his body heat with me, which I appreciate. I am always cold, but you would think living in Scotland my entire life, I would be used to it.

“What happened to the redhead?” I whisper.

“She had made plans with her friends. I had made plans with you, but we swapped numbers and plan on hanging out sometime.” He replies.

“Cool,” Is the only word I can get out. I didn’t want to end up talking too much, anyway and risk him hearing the disappointment in my voice.

I am still taken aback that Jackie has picked up on it. I thought I wasn’t being obvious. If she noticed, who else has and not mentioned it? The thought worries me because I don’t want anyone slipping up my feelings for my best friend and ruining everything. It wouldn’t be worth it.

“You, okay, Brooke?” he asks as I fall into my own little world.

I smile up at him, “Hmm, yes, fine.”

He studies me closely for a moment, finally giving a slight nod and kissing the top of my head. I close my eyes, my heart race picking up. I wish my feelings for him would disappear. It would make life easier, but if they haven’t faded in ten years, I don’t think there is a chance of them doing so now.

We arrive at my apartment, “Pjs, movie and food?” he asks.

“Sounds like a plan. In bed or on the sofa?”

“Bed.” I knew it would be his answer.

“Okay. You take the food through; I will grab us some drinks.” I suggest.

We head our separate ways. I lift two cans of Irn bru from the fridge and join him in the bedroom. Just as I walk in, he is removing his tee, his back to me. I bite my lip, watching as his back muscle bulge with his movements. I lick my lips at the sight. He is so damn sexy. He removes his jeans, and I quickly pull my eyes away from him, walking towards the bed with my head down because if I look at him again, a moan may escape.

I set the cans down, find some pjs and head to the bathroom. He has no issue undressing in front of me, but I am not confident enough to do it in front of him.

I wash my make up off, brush my hair and change and re-enter my bedroom. Evan is already in my bed with the food laid out and a movie waiting to play.

“Hurry up, princess,” he chuckles.

I flip him off but climb in next to him. We probably wouldn’t last the whole movie and crash out, but we are used to each other doing that anyway. He would stay in my bed with me. He always does. I have many mornings wakening up to his excitement pressing into my ass. He doesn’t bother with it. Me? I get dirty thoughts in my head, so I try my best to keep a distance between us, but he enjoys snuggles which makes it harder to do. I deal with it.

I prefer my nights with him next to me, cuddling into me because I sleep better. I have always felt safe with him, and I hope it never changes.