He shouldn’t have imagined her lying naked on his bed. She shouldn’t have imagined his devilishly handsome face between her legs.

But it was too late.

Kiara and Ethan had been best friends since they were children. They'd shared everything in their eighteen years together except romance.

But that all changed at the beginning of their senior year.

Kiara began noticing Ethan's washboard abs when he hopped out of the pool dripping wet after swim practice. Ethan began gazing at Kiara’s golden skin in a bikini as a grown woman instead of the girl next door he grew up with.

That kiss should have never happened. 

It was just one moment in a lifetime of moments, but they both felt its power. They knew the thrumming in their veins and desperation in their bodies might give them all they ever wanted or ruin everything if they followed it.

Kiara and Ethan knew they should have never kissed. But it's too late to take that choice back, so they have a new one to make. 

Fall for each other and risk their friendship or try to forget one little kiss that might change everything.

PREVIEW:
“If you don’t want to kiss me then . . . let’s swim.”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Naked.”

“What?”

“I always wanted to try skinny dipping.” I pursed my lips and said, “And I really want to get out of these clothes.”

He said, “What if someone catches you . . . me, both?”

“Come on, Ethan. Don’t be a chicken . . .”

“Fine.”

His voice was rough when he said, “Remove that sweater first.”

I raised my eyebrow at the sudden change in his demeanour.

Ethan said, “You have an extra piece of clothing than me.”

I grinned. “Who said I was wearing any underwear?”

The Unfolding Duet

Chapter 18: Back Massages are a Way to Women’s Hearts 


We didn't sleep until four in the morning. 


But then again, I had to wake her up in half an hour, so I decided to let Kiara have some rest because she seemed exhausted. I made coffee and breakfast for us and all I could wonder was how did we keep up with having sex for more than an hour. I had to scold Eiffel down because he was being a bad boy. 


"Kia, wake up." I tried shaking her shoulder to see any reaction. I did get a reaction. A small snore and cuddling her face in the pillow. 


I sighed, raking a hand through my hair. She was naked, her tanned legs tangled in the blanket and hair wildly splaying on her sheets. She surely was a sight for sore eyes. 


“Bella, we have to go to school. You can't miss a day, remember?" 


Kiara whined, "I am so tired . . . and sore." 
