BEST FRIEND’S BROTHER
AN OLDER MAN YOUNGER WOMAN ROMANCE
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A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS, 63
FLORA FERRARI
CONTENTS
Copyright
A Man Who Knows What He Wants Series
Best Friend's Brother
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Epilogue
Extended Epilogue
Series
COPYRIGHT
Copyright © 2018 by Flora Ferrari.
All Rights Reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
The following story contains mature themes, strong language and sexual situations. It is intended for mature readers.
A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS
Book 1: Baby Lust
Book 2: Veteran
Book 3: Built
Book 4: Bambino
Book 5: Rescued
Book 6: Leader
Book 7: Professor
Book 8: Burned
Book 9: Worldly
Book 10: Pistol
Book 11: Policed
Book 12: Driven
Book 13: Lucky 13
Book 14: Lumberjacked
Book 15: Protector
Book 16: Carpenter
Book 17: Italian Stallion
Book 18: Gardener
Book 19: Budapest Billionaire’s Virgin
Book 20: Billionaire’s Babysitter
Book 21: Cocky CFO
Book 22: Fireman’s Filthy 4th
Book 23: Mechanic
Book 24: SEAL’s Secret
Book 25: Police, Pooch, and Smooch
Book 26: Fireman’s Fake Fiancée
Book 27: Billionaire’s Virgin Ballerina
Book 28: Bitcoin Billionaire’s Babysitter
Book 29: Veterans Day Daddy
Book 30: Cowboy’s Christmas Carol
Book 31: Police Officer’s Princess
Book 32: Statham
Book 33: Bodyguard
Book 34: Greek God
Book 35: Billionaire Single Dad's Babysitter
Book 36: Mountain Man
Book 37: SEAL’s Justice
Book 38: Royal Romance
Book 39: Doctor Mountain Man’s Special Delivery
Book 40: Crocodile Dan D
Book 41: Mountain Man’s Secret Baby
Book 42: Doctor Bad Boy’s Secret Baby
Book 43: Cop’s Babysitter
Book 44: Nanny for the Cop Next Door
Book 45: Small Town SEAL’s Saving Grace
Book 46: Cop’s Fake Fiancée
Book 47: Billionaire’s Nanny
Book 48: Cowboy’s Babysitter
Book 49: Steamy
Book 50: Brother’s Best Friend
Book 51: Possessive Professor
Book 52: Firefighter’s Babysitter
Book 53: Soldier’s Secret Baby
Book 54: Ward’s Independence Day
Book 55: Doctor Next Door
Book 56: Possessive Policeman
Book 57: Coached by the MMA Fighter
Book 58: Boss’s Babysitter
Book 59: Virgin in New York
Book 60: Rock Star’s Baby
Book 61: Possessive Protector
Book 62: Possessive Australian
Book 63: Best Friend’s Brother
BEST FRIEND’S BROTHER
My best friend’s brother wants a baby…with me.
This older man tells this younger woman he knew everything changed when he saw me as a woman for the first time at my eighteenth birthday party. And now this law enforcement officer wants to see me as the mother of his baby.
The first time he tells me I’m shocked. I’m his sister’s best friend, but I want to tell him I’ve secretly been saving my first time just for him.
But is it worth the risk? Will my best friend try and come between me and my best friend’s brother? Will she think this is just some instalove romance quick to fizzle out like a firecracker, or will she come to see our love is the kind that’s as beautiful as the sunsets on the beaches of Southern California…where we plan to make a home full of babies…forever.
*Best Friend’s Brother is an insta-everything standalone romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.
CHAPTER 1
Miles
She was the only one for me. Nobody else. Not now. Not ever.
I feel my pulse quicken and those recurring thoughts of having a family with her fill my head.
She was the reason I was here today. She was the reason I did everything I did these days. As a U.S. Federal Marshal it was my job to track people down, but the person I wanted to track down more than any other was her.
Make her mine. Forever.
But she didn’t know it…yet.
I move my hips to the left and then to the right readjusting myself on the park bench at the amusement park in Anaheim, California. I grab my pants in the thigh area and try and slide them down. They’re bunching up in the groin area and I just can’t get comfortable.
That’s what happens whenever I look at her. Shoot, whenever I just think of her. I get a raging erection instantly and I can never seem to get rid of them.
My cock wants inside her, possessing her, making her mine for good. This is beyond my control now. My body is calling out for her…the physical part of me just as hungry for her as the mental part of me.
But this desire, this obsession, is so much more than sex. I want her to be my wife…the mother of my child. The first thing I see every morning and the last thing I see every night.
And those nights will be filled with baby making. And not just the nights. I want her anywhere and everywhere. Any time of day or not. I can’t get her off my mind and I don’t want to in the first place.
I imagine that stomach of hers getting bigger and bigger as the weeks pass as my child grows bigger inside her. Our child. The life we’ll create together.
Ours…not this douchebag who’s moving in closer to her. What in the hell does he think he’s doing? And apparently he’s not alone in his stupidity.
“She can’t do anything if I grab her ass. They have to be nice to customers,” he says in hushed tones like the little sissy he is. Real men speak when they need to and when they do they don’t hide their words from anyone.
He must be some tourist here for the day thinking he can grab the ass of the girl who’s dressed up as Snow White here at the amusement park. But this isn’t any girl. This is my girl.
And even if it wasn’t I’d still put him in his place. You don’t treat women like that, and especially not my woman.
My abs tighten and my muscles flex as I’m up off that park bench real quick.
“Wait
until she turns her head to take a picture with that kid,” one of his stupid buddies says.
“Photobomb,” the other says with so much excitement it’s practically like he’s going to wet his pants or something.
What happened to the real men these days? These guys are like twenty-five years old. They’re huge dudes, the size of professional football players, but they’re behavior shows how small they are inside. Six foot three or so on the outside, but not exactly emotionally balanced giants when it comes to dealing with others.
But as big and as strong as they are they don’t compare to me. I’m six foot five inches and two hundred and fifty five pounds of muscle with below ten percent body fat. If I hit you you’re gonna feel it. You’re better off getting run over by a train, at least that’s what the last fugitive said when I took him down.
I close the distance between us and right when he extends his arm towards her my hand shoots out grabbing him by the forearm and spinning him back my way.
I’m face to face with him now, breathing my hot breath on this hot summer’s day right in his grill.
“Next time you wanna grab something, reach down and grab for your nuts and remember that a real man doesn’t act this way,” I say.
“Hey, let go of him,” one of his buddies say.
I keep my grip on the first guy and turn to the second. “What’d you say there…dopey?”
“I…I…said, if you let him go we’ll leave.”
“I’ll let him go when I’m ready to let him go. And if you don’t shut the fuck up you’re next. And next time my hand won’t be grabbing. It will be connecting with your face.”
The guy takes a step back.
I see the flash go off out of the corner of my eye and hear Sadie’s sweet voice as she speaks with the child she just took a photo with.
“Tell Snow White thank you,” the little girl’s mother says.
“Thank you, Snow White,” the little girl says.
I turn and see Sadie kneel down and give the little girl a hug. “You’re welcome, sweetheart!” she says.
Yeah, she’s the perfect woman to make the mother of my child…not that I needed any convincing but the sight of this moment can make even the biggest man feel things he didn’t know he was capable of feeling.
“What’s going on over here?” a voice says and I hear the footsteps of park security surrounding us.
“You were just escorting these grabby pricks out,” I say.
“Miles?”
I turn and see one of the park security guys is someone I know. He used to work with me at the Marshal's Office but took a more relaxed job here so he could have more time with his family.
I thought he was crazy at the time, but now I completely understand. Family always comes first.
“Tony,” I say nodding to him. I quickly fill him in on what just happened and Tony and his team show those troublemakers the exit.
I turn my attention back to Sadie, who’s just shaking her head in disbelief.
She huffs and puffs and then storms my way grabbing me by my forearm and we duck behind one of those toss the ring on the bottle game booths.
The touch of her skin on mine practically hypnotizes me. I’m not one to be pulled in any direction, ever, but when it comes to her I’d go anywhere and do anything.
And that includes making her mine and putting a baby inside her.
CHAPTER 2
Sadie
“What’s wrong with you?” I say.
I look up at him into those deep blue eyes of his. Those eyes that tell so much but so little at the same time. He’s not a man of many words and his body language doesn’t give off many signals either. He’s a throwback. An old school kind of guy. He doesn’t speak much because he doesn’t need to. His size and strength do all the speaking for him and right now the feeling of my tiny hand on his massive forearm is telling my body that this man is the one for me.
My nipples, which immediately harden, and my panties which are already wet, confirm it.
I want to tell him he can’t keep coming here and watching out for me, but I just can’t. I’m trying not to let my feelings for him prevent me from saying what needs to be said, but they do.
But why? I haven’t even ever told him how I feel.
And why should I?
He’s thirty-three and I’m only nineteen. What in the world could he possibly see in me?
He probably thinks I’m just some dumb kid. Some inexperienced girl who doesn’t know anything about the world.
He’s always telling me he’s here for my safety, but I don’t need protecting…although seeing him over my shoulder might lead to him needing some protection from me because I just want to run right at him and jump into his arms like a crazy girl and just start kissing him all over his ruggedly good looking face.
“You’re what’s…nothing’s wrong with me,” he says. “You’re what’s…I need to watch out for you. It’s dangerous here.”
“Dangerous? It’s an amusement park filled with kids.”
“You know I can’t tell you what I’m working on, but you know I’m a federal marshal. I’m tracking someone and we believe the loser might be here today?”
“Some guy is hanging out at an amusement park?”
“That’s why I’m here. Yes. That’s all I can tell you.”
“Isn’t there an office in Santa Ana? They’re way closer and they can handle it. Why do you come down all the way from L.A. when they’re just down the street?”
It’s not that I don’t want him here. I most certainly do. I’m just trying to get to the bottom of this. To find out what his endgame is. I almost feel like he’s here solely because of me. But that makes no sense.
But I can’t deny I’ve been thinking about it more and more each time I see him.
Each time I think about him at night when I should be sleeping. When I look over at the clock and see that it’s three in the morning and wonder why I’m still wide-awake…imagining all the things we could be doing together.
Imagining how he looks.
But I don’t need to imagine right now. My eyes quickly dart up and down his massive body. He doesn’t wear his uniform when he’s out of the office and I’m not complaining one bit. Sure he looks incredible in his uniform but he looks equally as yummy in that white T-shirt, jeans, and brown boots. Why can’t all guys dress like that? Like a man?
Probably because men are hard to find these days.
My generation seems completely void of them. And some of the dad’s that come here to the park? I swear they're more childish than their children.
But not him. Oh no. He’s all man and it causing some seriously primal reactions from me.
“I’m better at what I do. Plus I’m assigned to this case now and I always finish what I start,” he says.
“Yeah, like getting those guys kicked out of the park. Was that really necessary?”
“Absolutely. I don’t tolerate disrespect to women.”
“But they weren’t doing anything.”
He doesn’t say anything. I just look at him and I know. He’s the sort of silent protector who protects you without telling you what the threat was or how he handled it. I happened to see the aftermath this time, but I have no idea what brought him to that point. How he became how he is now with his muscles flexing underneath that thin cotton. How he’s made this hot summer’s day even hotter, and me hotter in the process.
“I’m sorry. And thank you,” I say.
“There’s no need to thank me,” I say.
I loosen my grip on his forearm and pull my hand back, but I feel his forearm stay with my hand. He doesn’t want me to let him go. He wants my touch and he confirms it when he puts his hand on my forearm.
“Everything’s okay. I won’t embarrass you unless it’s absolutely necessary for your security or someone else’s.”
“You never embarrass me,” I say.
“But you’re embarrassing the park!” my boss says. Where did he c
ome from? “We’ve got kids who want pictures with Snow White…a happy Snow White. Now get out there and get back to work.”
“She’ll get back to work when she wants to get back to work,” Miles snarls at him. My eyes open wide and I feel a nervousness about the stability of my employment considering the way he’s addressing him. “And you get back to minding your own business,” Miles throws on for good measure. “Beat it!”
My boss backpedals and disappears out into the crowd of guests.
“What are you doing? You’re going to get me fired. I need this job.”
“You don’t need this job. You’re better than this. You want to work in marketing, right? I can get you a job by tomorrow, or not.”
“What does that mean?”
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