**My Brother’s Best Friend**

Chapter 41

YANA'S POV

Ryan comes home at 6:12 a.m.

I know the exact time because I’m still in Cole’s bed when the front door opens downstairs. Cole’s arm is locked around my waist, his chest against my back, his cock soft but still pressed against the mess between my legs. We both freeze. Footsteps move through the kitchen. The fridge opens. Ryan’s voice calls up the stairs, rough with exhaustion.

“Anyone up?”

Cole’s hand slides over my mouth. His lips brush my ear.

“Don’t move.”

We stay perfectly still while Ryan moves around downstairs. The shower turns on. Only then does Cole slowly pull out...