**My Brother’s Best Friend**

Chapter 35

YANA'S POV

I’ve been in love with my brother’s best friend since I was sixteen.

Not the soft kind of love. The kind that sits low in your stomach and turns mean when you’re alone at night. The kind that makes you press your thighs together under the dinner table when he laughs. The kind that keeps you awake with your hand between your legs and his name trapped behind your teeth. His name is Cole. He’s twenty-seven now. I’m twenty-two. He’s been in and out of our house for as long as I can remember—eating our food, sleeping on our couch, treating me...