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Of course she loved him. He’d been her best friend since college.
You’re in love with him.
No I’m not,she argued silently. A chill streaked down her spine despite Flynn, the human heater, blanketing her back. She wasn’t in love with him. She cared about him. She loved him as a friend.
It’s more than that. Think about it. You can’t wait to open your eyes and find him next to you every morning. You go to bed next to him every night, dreading the end of this break. You’ve been silently hoping your apartment’s plumbing is never fixed so you can live here for good.
Fear joined the chill in her body and she shivered. She’d never been in love before and certainly hadn’t planned on falling in love with Flynn. And because she knew him as well—better—than herself she also knew the last thing Flynn wanted was for her to be in love with him. After Veronica he’d sworn off love permanently, and who could blame him?
Which was why he slept with you.
Sabrina wasn’t clingy. She was familiar. She made him M&M cookies. Everything he wanted in a friend with all the benefits of a lover.
The word rebound danced around her head like a demented performer.
She was in love with Flynn Parker. Her best friend.
Your lover.
He was also the last man on earth she should give her heart to.
So she wouldn’t.
They’d abandoned their snifters of Sambuca on the kitchen counter to indulge in a different sort of nightcap, but she could use that drink now.
She eased out from under Flynn’s arm—his low snore signifying he wouldn’t wake anytime soon. Feeling around in the dark, she found her thong and pulled it on before snagging the first T-shirt she found—his. It took more rooting around blindly before she found her own. It felt wrong to slip into his clothes after her personal revelation.
She walked down the stairs as silent as a soft-pawed cat and grabbed one of the snifters before curling into a ball on the couch. Blanket over her legs, she listened to the rain pound and watched as it streaked the windows and muddied the ambient city lights.
She’d fallen in love with him and she could fall back out. It was as simple as that. How hard could it be? She’d been his best friend for over a decade and his lover for only a few weeks. For the remainder of this hiatus, she’d find a way to separate her feelings of friend love and true love.
For both their sakes.
That would hurt, but she was a strong woman. She would get through this. They both would. Nothing would ruin their friendship together, especially a bout of great sex they could chalk up to timing and proximity.
She sipped her liquor and studied the three coffee beans in the pale light from the city lights outside.
Health, wealth and happiness.
Two out of three wasn’t bad.
