My Brother's Best Friend (Crazy in Love Book 1) (16 page)

I haven’t moved since I got my first glimpse of Reagan on the couch. Who did this to her? I’ve seen her drunk before, but I was only gone a few minutes. And this lost drugged look isn’t the same as when she’s had a lot of alcohol. Finally, I move to the couch as Decker is trying to pick her up without touching her bare breasts or ass. I fight back tears as I think of what Reagan would do if she was aware of what she looked like right now.

“Make a way through,” Decker orders Ethan and Paul, and they make the crowd move so that he can get Reagan to my bedroom. I follow him so that I can help her get dressed.

When we reach my room, Decker gently lays her on my bed and quietly leaves. I can tell by his absolute silence how devastated he is that this happened. He’s in love with Reagan, and for this to happen to her at his party at our house, I can’t even begin to imagine how I’m going to explain this to Wallace. I left her alone, and she’s been stripped and drugged.

As I pull a shirt over her head, she starts trying to talk to me but nothing that comes out makes sense. I try to tell her that she’ll feel okay in a few hours, she just needs sleep. But she fights me as I try to pull on a pair of my sweat pants. They reach under her knees, but for now, it’s all I have that’ll work. I get her comfortable and make her lay back on a pillow. She quickly closes her eyes, and I check her breathing before walking out to check and see if Decker’s found anything out with who did this.

Paul and Ethan are the only ones still there, except for Decker who must have cleared out the house. “Did you find out anything?” I ask him quietly. He shakes his head and answers harshly, “Not a damn thing, everyone I talked to was outside with us watching the confrontation with Trenton. No one was in here with Reagan that I saw.”

He sets some phones down on the table and tells me, “Ethan and Paul confiscated everyone’s cell phones that they didn’t trust so that we can make sure there weren’t any pictures. I told everyone here that we never need to speak of this again. Reagan would be destroyed if she ever knew that this happened to her. We need to not let her find out.”

Stunned, I look at Decker in confusion and ask, “How do we keep this from her? She’ll know something is weird if she doesn’t remember anything.” He tells me, “Tell her that she was sick, and you helped her get settled in your bed. She doesn’t go to our school and football is over. I’ve told everyone here not to talk about it. And they know that I’ll find out if they do. We keep this quiet for her and us. Can you imagine what would happen if the police found out. Our being foster kids and partiers wouldn’t be a great character reference. And Wallace would never forgive you if he heard that you brought her to a party and this happened.”

As soon as Decker brought up Wallace, I could feel myself getting scared. How the hell could I explain this to Wallace? If he found out that I left Reagan and this happened, we’d be over. I didn’t want to lie to Reagan or him, but I didn’t know what else to do. This situation looked bad all around.

Chapter 10

Reagan

Where the hell am I? I try to move my legs and feel rough sheets around me. Nothing looks or feels familiar. I study the wall in front of me, it’s painted a light yellow, and the paint is chipped off at certain places. Nothing looks familiar, and I slowly turn my head while it throbs to get some perspective on where I am when I hear a recognizable voice, “Don’t try to move too fast all at once.”

Anna bends down over me with concern and something else shining in her eyes. “Does your head still hurt?” I nod and grimace as the pain threatens to over whelm me. “Here, take these,” she says as she hands me two pills and a cup of water. “It’ll help you feel a little better.” As I swallow down the medicine, some of the night starts to come back to me, and I ask her softly, “Did I get drunk last night, is that why I feel like this?”

She shakes her head, and I sight in relief. Colin would’ve been pissed if I’d gotten drunk around Decker without him. “You weren’t feeling good last night, and I helped you settle down here. You’ll be all good in a few hours hopefully, and if not, I’m sure Colin won’t mind helping you feel better.” Anna ends her statement with a giggle, but I can tell that she’s not herself.

I study her some more but can read anything by her expression. Maybe she wants me out of her house or is concerned that I’ll run into Decker. “Is your brother here,” I ask her, and she nods as she looks quickly towards the door.

“Don’t worry,” I tell her, “I’ll leave before he and I even get a chance to talk. I know that you don’t love us around each other.” “No, Reagan--“ I cut Anna off, “Don’t worry about it, Anna, I have a brother too, and I wouldn’t want anyone to hurt him, not even my best friend. I’ll be out of your hair in just a minute. My brother and Colin will be home sometime today, and I’m hoping that my dad is not still crashing at my house. I know that you said that you have to catch up on homework today, and I need to get home anyway.”

I could tell that Anna wanted to say something, but she finally leaves it at, “That sounds good, Reagan.” As I stand up, she comes to me and gives me a tight hug. I hug her back before grabbing my keys and hustling out of there. I want to be home and showered before Colin gets back today. I’m so ready to see him, and with how weird Anna was acting maybe I needed to give her a little space from me.

A half hour later, I pull into my long driveway and look around for any sign of my dad, but I see nothing and with a sigh of relief head inside the house. He must’ve gotten bored waiting around for me, but I knew he’d be back. This time I’d have backup though, large backup, in the shape of my brother and Colin. Normally, I didn’t like them fighting my own battles for me, but with my dad, I knew I needed all the help I could get. Collapsing on the couch in relief, I still felt a little sick and wanted to rest before Colin got home.

About an hour later I wake up to the sound of Wallace’s teasing voice asking, “Reagan, where are you? I know you missed me.” And waiting with anticipation, I hear Colin call sweetly, “Baby, where are you? I need to see you, I’ve missed you so damn much!”

I jump off the sofa and run through the living room to the kitchen and as I see Colin, I don’t stop but barrel straight in his arms. He’s braced for it and strong enough that he fluidly picks me up and holds me tight. I clutch him as he says in my ear, “I missed every piece of you so bad, baby. I’ve no idea how we’re going to make this distance thing work with school. I should’ve failed a year and graduate with you.”

“Hey,” bellows Wallace, “there’ll be none of that. I need my quarterback making the offense look good while I handle the defense. We’re a team, man, and we fucking stick together. I though you understood that.”

Colin looks back at him unashamedly, “Sorry, you’re always my closest friend, Wallace, you know that. But the team I’m always looking out for is this team.” Pointing to me and him, “This team will always be the priority for me. Not the one on the field. That team I can live without, this one I know for sure I can’t.”

Staring at us, Wallace chuckles uncomfortably before muttering, “pussy” and walking out of the room. Breaking the silence, I crack a joke, “Well, at least he still loves talking about feelings.”

Colin chuckles and says, “Well, now that I’ve made him leave the room, I’d like to focus on more important things. If I haven’t told you yet, I missed you, baby. Let’s go upstairs so that I can show you.”

As eager as him, I nod in agreement and he rushes the stairs two at a time. As we’re through the door, he’s already stroking my chest before making his way down to touch me. My hands pop the button on his jeans and quickly slide him out and stroke him. The desperation for each other is thick in the air, and I don’t want this time to be a sweet build to the finale but a blinding race there.

As he pumps two fingers inside of me, and I clench and gasp with the pleasure as wanting overwhelms me. He tells me, “I need you ready, baby. I wanted to be inside you badly before we were even home. Thinking about leaving you has me desperate for this. Are you ready for me cause this is going to be fast and hard.”

Shaking with my own need, I lift my hand to his neck and lean in to kiss him deep and stroke his tongue with mine before pulling back. His eyes are tense and showing his need. “That’s how I want it, Colin, please. I need to feel filling me up, now.”

He doesn’t waste another moment but flips me to the wall and pushes into me. He groans as he reaches the end of me before pulling almost all the way out and pushing back in again. “So fucking beautiful,” he whispers to me as he starts to pick up speed, and I moan as I can’t hold back the wave of my orgasm from washing over me.

I scream at how hard and fast it hits me, and I feel him tighten and hold me as he joins me in our pleasure. Afterwards, I don’t want to move, and I don’t know if I can. Colin understands and carries me with him to the shower without even asking. I stand as he washes me sweetly from head to toe before leaning against the wall as I watch him do the same.

I love this time of intimacy as much or more than the raw sex. This is where you know you’re comfortable and in love with the person who shares this part with you. This makes me crave more and more of the sex so that I can also enjoy what comes after.

As we step out and I brush and dry my hair and study how swollen my already puffy lips are in the mirror. Colin steps in behind me and holds me to him. Studying the way we look together in the mirror, I love it. He’s got beautiful hair and bold eyes with gorgeous sculpted features and muscles that are sleep and defined. I’m not short for a girl, and he still looks huge standing next to me. He’s my dream on the inside and out, and no matter what happens with my dad, I know that I’ve got him with me for forever. I never thought I’d be worthy of someone like him. Never thought I’d be loved as deeply as he loves me.

Colin

As I look at her gorgeous face staring back at mine in the mirror, I want to take her again and hold her close all night long. Reagan Hall is the most beautiful and amazing girl on the planet, and I can’t believe that she’s mine. Thinking about leaving her for college in the fall drove me insane at football camp. I really don’t think I’d be able to do it.

I was going to try to broach the subject of her moving up there with us and taking classes online or trying to graduate early. She was smart enough to do it, but I didn’t know if she’ll want to miss out on her senior year. She’ll be homecoming and prom queen, and she might still want to have those memories. I didn’t want to take those from her, but I also didn’t want to lose her to an asshole that didn’t respect a boyfriend that was two hours away. I needed her with me, and I didn’t even know if I could concentrate on playing without her there. But right now, I was going to only think about holding and enjoying her. I was back home, and we had months together before I even had to think about leaving.

As she giggles, I pick her up and drag her into her bedroom and onto her huge bed where I drag her into me where every part of us is touching. “I can tell that you’re tired, sweetheart. You can go to sleep. All I want is to be able to hold you through the night.” Almost asleep already, she half opens her eyes and says sweetly, “Kay, love you.” “Love you too, baby, only you, always.” With that, she closes her eyes, and I stay up as long as I can and pray that this never ends.

The next day, We wake up to Wallace pounding on the door loud enough to shake the entire room before yelling, “Reagan, wake up, damn it! Why didn’t you tell me that dad stopped by while we were gone. You never even called me about that shit!”

Reagan responds quickly to her brother, “I didn’t want to freak you two out when you were hours away and couldn’t do anything about it. Anna and I handled it. We went to her place and crashed there for the night.”

Immediately, I’m pissed and ask, “You slept in the same house with Decker? Decker who fucking wants your more than anything else in the world.” Reagan looks angrily back at me. “What the hell did you want me to do, Colin? I had nowhere to go, damn it, I was desperate. I’m sorry you’re pissed about Decker. But I didn’t want to deal with my dad.”

I can tell by the hurt look in her eyes that I’ve focused on the wrong thing first, and try to back track and ask her. “Are you okay, baby? I know that had to be horrible for you. What did he say?” She shakes her head and looks down before forcing out, “He was awful, Colin, just awful. He said all those hateful things he always does, and I can tell that he still hates me more than anything. Hate for me eats him alive. My mom and him really messed each other up.”

When she finally looks up at me, I see the pleading in her eyes. Asking me for us to never be them, to never hurt each other in the way that her parents did. They ruined each other lives and badly damaged their own children in it too. “We love each other too much for that, baby,” I say to comfort her as I stroke her bare thigh.