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

 I was having a hard time focusing on simple things since last night. Like getting hard thinking about Kiara or not burning the eggs in a pan. Or my favorite, having a cold shower without getting hard because that shit hurt, and I did not want blue balls. 


 Last night’s date took a whole different turn than what I had imagined. Kiara wanted a baby, and she wanted me to put a baby inside her. My jaw clenched thinking about it. I wanted to know what would happen after she gets pregnant. 


 Would I see her stomach grow each day? Would she let me talk to the baby growing inside her womb? Would I hear the child’s first words? First steps? I wondered how he or she would look. If anything, the baby should have Kiara’s smile with that dimple. 


 My body tensed when Kiara’s arms wrapped around my torso, her body pressing against mine as she hugged me from behind. I snapped out of my thoughts and cleared my throat. 


12. What’s Your Middle Name?