A Crush on Her Best Friend's Brother: Complete Box Set by Sharon Cummin

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    Brad:
Are you being a smart-ass?
    Rachel:
No, sir. Just conveying your message.
    Brad:
Give him this message. If any part of him touches any part of you, I
will kick the shit out of him. Is that specific enough?
    Rachel:
You're so cute. I'm surprised you didn't make a muscle and beat on
your chest. I'm not going to let him touch me.
    Brad:
You're pissing me off, woman. Just fucking wait until you're alone
with me. You two better be home at a reasonable time.
    Rachel:
Are you coming home at a reasonable time? We're not in high school. I
managed to remain a virgin until Thanksgiving. I'm sure I can manage
not fucking Chris tonight. Have fun with your friends. Keep your
hands and dick to yourself. I think if either of us should be
worried, it should be me. If any part of any woman touches you, I
will kick the shit out of her. Your sister is giving me dirty looks.
I need to put my phone away. I am shutting it off.
    Brad:
Don't you dare shut it off. What if you need something?
    Rachel:
When you left for college, I went out all the time. I live by myself
at college. I'm a big girl. All of a sudden, you're worried about me
possibly needing something.
    Brad:
Leave the phone on.
    Rachel:
Quit texting me or I'm shutting it off. Karen is getting upset.
    Brad:
Who cares?
    Rachel:
I do. You made plans for tonight first. I wasn't going to sit around
and wait for you to get home. I'm done waiting for anyone. I'm
putting my phone away.
    Rachel
silenced her phone and put it in her pocket.
    The
movie was good, and dinner was nice. Chris was actually a nice guy.
He had a good sense of humor and had her laughing. Rachel paid for
her own meal, even though Chris insisted on paying. Rachel could
honestly have seen herself dating him. She thought about Brad and
wondered if he was really into her or just using her until he found
someone better.
    When
they pulled up in front of Karen's house, Chris got out and held the
door for Rachel. She took his hand as she got out of the car. He gave
her a hug and asked her if he could see her again. She told him she
thought he was a great guy but couldn't see herself dating someone
who went to school hours away. He told her he had a great time and
wished her the best. She really had a nice time with him, but she
knew her heart wasn't in it.
    Brad's
car was in the driveway. There was no way she was going inside. She
told Karen she would see her the next day and hustled across the
street and up her driveway.
    As
soon as she got inside, she took her phone from her pocket. It took
all she had to leave it in there the entire time she was gone. There
were a few text messages from Brad. She knew he was probably pissed.
    Brad:
How was the movie?
    Brad:
I miss you.
    Brad:
Are you at dinner?
    Just
as she was about to put the phone down, it buzzed again.
    Brad:
That fucker was hugging you. I can't believe you didn't come in. Do
you think that going home is going to stop me? I know your mom's not
home. Open the back door.
    Rachel:
No. Go home. Karen would be so mad if she knew you were coming over
here.
    Brad:
Open the fucking door or more than just Karen will know where I am.
    Rachel
stomped to the back door, swung it open, and lifted her finger as she
opened her mouth. Brad walked through the door with his jaw tense and
his eyes narrowed. She walked backward and he continued toward her.
He pushed the door shut behind him, walked up to her, put his hand on
the back of her neck, and claimed her mouth with his. There was so
much passion and emotion pouring out in that kiss. His tongue licked
across her bottom lip and pushed her lips apart. She moaned into his
mouth as their tongues tangled together. Her arms went around his
neck, as she ran her fingers through his hair.
    “ Your
mom,” he murmured through their kiss.
    “ Gone
for a couple hours,” she answered.
    She
grabbed his hand and pulled him through the house to her bedroom. He
smiled wide as he stepped through the doorway.
    “ Rachel's
bedroom,” he said