No Bad Days (Fisher Brothers 1)

Breath, meet your exit.

Heart, meet your doom.

I soaked in her words, allowing the cold, hard truth of them to enter my mind and swim around in there before drowning.

This was too much. Too much truth for one evening, too much feeling. Too much everything. I was desperate for a subject change, feeling oddly uncomfortable in my own skin.

“You’re right. But let’s talk about something else, girlfriend.”

“If you want, boyfriend.” She smiled slightly as she said it, but to me, it was enough to light up the whole room.

“I want. And I need to ask you something. But you have to say yes.”

She laughed. “That doesn’t seem fair.”

“Maybe I don’t play fair.”

Her face scrunched up as she crossed her arms. “Well, are you gonna ask or what?”

“We have formal coming up in a few weeks, and I refuse to go unless you come with me.”

I smirked, hoping she’d be unable to refuse. The truth was that I had to attend because it was a frat event and I was the president, but I’d hate being there if Jess wasn’t. I wanted her by my side.

“What’s formal? Like a prom?” She gave me a perplexed look.

“Basically a formal dance and dinner. We bring dates. It’s a lot of fun. We’ll have a good time; I can promise you that.”

“And we get dressed up? You’ll be in a tux?”

“A suit. But a really hot suit.”

“How could I pass up seeing you in a really hot suit? I’m there.” She smiled, and I loved knowing I put that smile there.

“Yeah?”

“Yes.”

Jess leaped into my arms and moved to straddle me again. All thoughts slipped away as her lips met mine, sending my blood flow straight to my groin. When her tongue met mine, I instantly hardened and gripped her ass, and her hips moved slightly, grinding into me.

“Wait!” she exclaimed and hopped off of me as quickly as she’d gotten on.

“What?” I groaned, half wanting to die.

“Will David be there?”

David, the fucker who put his hands on my girl? “No.”

“No?”

“He was suspended from the fraternity today.”

“For how long?”

“I’m not sure yet. But I’m thinking permanent removal.”

“Really? When did this happen?” She sat on the floor and crossed her legs.

I moved from the bed and sat directly across from her. “This afternoon. I met with David and told him to get out before meeting with the rest of my fraternity brothers. I’m supposed to take a vote, but I overruled it.”