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 sat up on the bed, my lower belly aching with unbearable cramps. Tears welled in my eyes when I saw the mattress and my sweatpants were covered in my blood. Ethan was kneeling beside me on the edge of the bed trying to say that little bleeding was normal. But I knew it was not normal. 


 “It’s alright, sweetheart. Shh, don’t cry, I will talk to the doctor.” 


 He wiped the silent tears from my face and helped me stand up. He gave me some space in the washroom while he changed the sheets and asked me to call for him if it hurt too much. 


 We were silent on our drive to the hospital. I was clutching his hand tightly with both hands while he silently drove the car. We both didn’t know what to say, especially after we had just decided on names. 


 No, no, no, don’t think like that, Kiara. The baby is fine. 


26. Let Me See You