She's Still The One: A Brother's Best Friend, Rockstar Romance by Kaci Rose (websites to read books for free txt) 📕

ashamed of, and she didn't push me away. Hell, she pulled me closer. She accepted all of me, and she opened up.

I'm still in a bit of shock we had crushes on each other at the same time. If we had only known, what would have happened? Would we have been together all this time?

Part of me wants to think so, but another part of me knows we were so young. We had a lot to figure out along the way and getting together back then could have destroyed us. I finally decide we are right where we need to be.

After dinner, we settle in to watch some TV, but TV is the last thing I want to be doing right now.

"You ready to head upstairs, baby girl?" I ask her.

She smiles up at me, "Yeah."

"Go on up, and I'll lock up down here." I walk her to the stairs and watch her ass, as she makes her way upstairs.

I make the rounds, making sure everything is locked up, and the alarm is set for the house and the gate. Then, I turn off the lights and switch on the library light, which is on a timer.

Making my way upstairs, I see the light on in her room, so that's where I head. She’s sitting in bed with her back against the headboard, checking her phone. When she sees me, she puts it down, as I climb into bed, facing her with my back to her footboard and just take her in.

"I was at school, when I found out my mom died in a car crash on her way home from work." I start. "They pulled me from class and told me. When they asked who to call, I said Landon. I learned later he called his mom, too. I stayed with you guys a few days, until my aunt could pack up and move down. Do you remember that?"

She nods. "It broke my heart how sad you were, and I had no idea how to fix it. I was scared to say the wrong thing, and Landon told me to just leave you be, so I did. I baked like crazy, hoping it would help, if even a little."

"I remember. I ate everything, because it was you who made them. That night I couldn't sleep. It was about one a.m., when it started raining."

I pause, hoping she remembers that night.

"It was the first night we shared a bed." She whispers.

I nod. "I didn't want to be alone. I was hurting, and I didn't care what Landon or anyone said, I needed you. I meant to just come and watch you sleep for a few minutes and slip back to my room. No one would have known, but then loud thunder crashed, and you woke up, and your eyes landed on me."

"You said you didn't want to be alone, and I said neither did I. You laid down in bed over the covers, and we held each other all night." She smiles.

"I didn't sleep even a moment that night, and I snuck back to my bed, before anyone woke up."

She chuckles. "I never put it together that our little routine started off that night. I always thought it was after my parents died."

"I lived for those nights, even when you slept on the other side of the bed and wouldn't touch me. Just getting to see you sleep and watch over you for the night was such an honor."

"You were always up and gone, when I woke up, no matter how early it was." She says.

"Because every morning, all I wanted to do was wake you up by making you cum. I imagined it hundreds of different ways, and I had to leave at the first light of dawn, so I wasn't tempted."

"I would have let you." She whispers, and I groan.

Needing to get the rest of my story out, I try to put those thoughts out of my mind.

"After the funeral, I started channeling my feelings into songwriting. Some of those songs have been number one hits. Being around you, helped more than you know. You were and still are light, smiles, and sunshine. On my darkest days, I just wanted to be in your light, and you would lift me up without even knowing it."

"I wanted to help you, Dallas, but I just didn't know how. I would have done anything you asked. If you just wanted me to sit with you, I would have and still would. That hasn't changed. Whatever you need, just ask."

"This right here is what I need right now. I want you to know me. Opening up to you like this, I've never done it. Not even with Landon, but I need you to know me, all of me."

She looks at me hesitantly, like she wants to say something, but isn't sure where to start.

"What is it?" I ask her.

"Well, I don't know if you want to hear this." She pauses.

"I want to hear anything you want to tell me," I say and hope I won't regret that statement.

"Your mom, well, I think she knew we would end up here someday."

That statement knocks me a bit out of balance. I want to ask her how she knows that, but I can't seem to find the words. Like she can read my thoughts, she continues.

"One day, we were baking, and you and Landon were outside in the yard. It was the day she was watching the neighbor’s dog, so you two were running around with her."

"I remember," I say.

"Well, she caught me watching you through the kitchen window and smiled. She said you kept things inside, but for the right woman, you would open up one day. She made me promise that if I wasn't that girl that I would vet anyone who tried to get close to you." She chuckles. "Your mom laughed, when jealousy surged through me at the thought of you with another girl. She said she didn't think I had