DevinI sit on my bed after Mira walked out and stare at our handcuffs clutched between my fingers. I was an arsehole to her when all she was trying to do was help me, and now I feel like shit over it. I was angry. Hell, I’m still mad. I don’t know what right I have to be annoyed with her when she’s done nothing wrong, but I fucking am. I resent the fact that my brother can touch her whenever he wants. I resent that he got to hold her and comfort her when it should have been me. Mira’s mine. She’s always been mine. She’s my Tinks. I know it’s stupid, and if she decides to pull me up on my shit and ask what I’m fuming about, I wouldn’t have a leg to stand on. I wouldn’t have anything to say.Because what fucking right do I have? I’m not her keeper. I’m just her old best friend. I don’t even qualify to be her best friend anymore, either. Wyatt has replaced me. I’m the ‘could have been’, the first kiss, the first to taste her, th

MiraWhat did I just do?The moment my lips go and impulsively crash down on Devin’s, my mind goes into hyperdrive. Between Devin saving my life from almost getting ploughed down by that car and seeing that he still wears the chain he bought as a gift for my fourteenth birthday all those years ago. I couldn’t contain my emotions, and something inside took over, and before I knew it, my lips were on his.Way to go and make shit worse, Mira. A big fat thumbs up to you, doll.Thankfully my senses come rushing back, and I pull away before he can react to the kiss or it goes any further. I hold my breath while I wait for Devin’s reaction when his eyes flutter open, and he looks just as stunned as me. His lips part and those deep brown eyes are exploring mine. “I’m so sorry.” I apologise pathetically and slide off the hood of the car. My legs contest, but I catch and steady myself. That did not just happen. I did not just kiss Devin

DevinWell, fuck me.I stare down at the text I just got from Mira, and when I say my dick almost exploded, know it’s not an exaggeration. My cock sprang to life quicker than I could blink. I can tell you now that’s never happened before.I lean back in my chair and deliberate if I should ignore the suggestive text or reply back with exactly what’s on my mind. Fuck, just the thought of her being wet is enough to make me want to go barrelling into her office, spread her out on that desk and drink up her girl cum. So I text her exactly that and pace back and forth anxiously in my office, waiting for her reply.When her reply doesn’t come, I walk out of my office toward hers. “Molly, push back the editor’s meeting by an hour.” Molly eyeballs me as I stride past her, mouth ajar, and leans over to watch me push the wooden door open to Mira’s office, not even bothering to knock.Mira is pacing back and forth when I walk in, her phon

Mira“Peach?”I wipe away the tears and look back at Wyatt when he pokes his head through my door. “Yeah?” I answer, my voice wavering while I look down at the white gold bracelet between my fingers. I’ve been sitting in front of my bed with a box of old memories since I got back from the office.“Get in there.” I hear Lexi’s voice utter, and she pushes Wyatt into my room and follows him in. Wyatt comes over and sits on the floor beside me, and Lexi crawls up on my bed behind me, looking down at the mess in front of me.“Are you okay?” Wyatt questions, picking up an old photo of Devin and me. I shake my head slowly, tears that know no end stream down my cheeks.“Not really.”“What's going on?” Lexi asks, brushing her fingers through my hair comfortingly. “Did something happen?”I brush away tears with my fingers and sigh, “Devin and I had a fight.”Wyatt sighs and drops the picture, and looks over at me. “Figures. What did

“Hop on,” Levi says, holding his hand out to me while I climb up behind him. He takes my hands and wraps them around him. “Hold on tight.”“Oh, I will.” Levi laughs, and my heart leaps when the motorbike roars to life, and I feel the vibrations between my legs when he revs the engine. Oh boy.As promised, we went slow until I got used to it, and then he gradually sped up, and before I knew it, we were soaring down the empty roads. I was terrified to my very core, but at the same time, it so exhilarating, and he was right about me wanting him to go faster.“You okay back there, babe?” I hear him call out and nod in response. I can’t hear, but I feel the vibrations of his low chuckle against my chest where I’m leant against him. “Not complaining, but you think you can loosen your arms a little bit so I can breathe?”I laugh, loosening my arms and feel him suck in a deep breath. I close my eyes and, just as I was getting into the bike, he pulls over. I open my eyes and look around. “Wher