Picture Perfect Obsession (Best Friends Duet 1)

“Damn, you sound head over heels. I can’t wait to meet her.”

“Me either.”

“You, bro aren’t meeting her yet. Not until I’ve made sure I put my kid in her and a ring on her finger.”

“What? Why?”

“Because she said you were cute.”

“Haha. I’m not like that no matter how pretty she is. Just bring her around for the next family dinner.”

“Sure.”

About an hour into dinner, I power my phone back on to see if I have any messages from Madison. I would have left it on if it wasn’t for my mother ringing it off the hook. She wants me to attend a charity function with a bunch of eligible ladies. I told her no last week, and I told her no way in hell unless I can bring my girlfriend. That set her off and I refused to listen to her tirade.

I have a message from her. I smile before I check it and they laugh at me. “A message and you’re giddy as hell.”

“One day, Tanner. One day.” I open the message and it’s from Addison.

Hey, Emmitt. It’s Addison. Bad news, but your mom came here tonight looking for you. Mads is upset and doesn’t think you two should be together anymore.

I jump out of my seat as I hit dial.

Addison answers, “She’s sleeping.”

“What the hell happened?” She goes on to explain my mother’s sudden appearance and bad behavior. I don’t know how she knew where they lived, but I’m going to fucking lose my shit if she costs me Madison. I hang up with her and turn to my family. “I hate to eat and run, but my mother struck. If she costs me Madison, I’ll never forgive her.”

“Hurry and save your relationship. We’ll be here if you need us.”

“Thanks.” I give them a quick hug and run out the door. It takes an hour and a half to get back to their apartment, but when I do, a sleeping Addison lets me in.

“In her room. Just an FYI, if your mother does anything to hurt Madison again, I’ll break my foot off in her ass.”

“And I’ll let you.”

I creep toward the room, so I don’t wake her. I’m so damn thankful Addison had been awesome enough to give me a heads up. As soon as I open the door, I see Madison’s sleeping form curled up on the bed in just a tee shirt. Her pink panties peek out of the bottom, showing her round ass. Holding back the growl that develops in my throat, I quietly undress down to my boxers and climb in behind her.

“Madison, I’m here.”

“Emmitt,” she whispers, sleepily rolling over so that we’re face to face. I can see the tear stains and I want to fucking curse my mother out, but not tonight. Madison is the one that deserves all of my attention as I beg her forgiveness.

“I’m so damn sorry, Angel. I can’t begin to explain how scared I am that you’re going to ask me to leave.”

“She thinks I’m after your money that you haven’t told me about.”

“I did tell you, and you told me that you were just a temp.”

“Oh goodness. I did. Those heavy drugs really did a number on me.”

“You’re not taking them anymore?”

“No. I decided some Advil would be better. At least that’s one of the many remedies online.”

“That’s good. And they’re not addicting, so that’s another bonus, but they can give you a stomachache.” I rub her belly, hoping she’s not hurting.

“Why are you here?”

“Why? Because your bestie is in my corner. She messaged me with your phone to tell me what happened. I’ll fight for you, Madison. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep us together.” She looks up into my eyes with a newfound longing. I drink it in as I close the distance, inching toward her lips. “I’m going to kiss you. You better tell me if you don’t want me to do it because once I do, I’m never going to let you go.”

“Kiss me.”

“Good, because I wasn’t planning on going anyway,” I growl out, spinning her so she’s on her back and I’m straddling her with my lips on hers. She gasps from my actions, parting her lips and letting my tongue slide in. Fuck, I drown in her kiss. My hips grind on her sweet cunt, wanting to be inside of her so damn bad, and my woman is with me, trying to lift her hips to get the relief I know she needs.

I tear my mouth from hers, dragging it down her jaw and over her shirt until I suck her hard nipple through the material. It’s not enough, I lean back, and she lifts it over her head. I could blow my load in my boxers. Hopping off the bed, I go to her door and lock it. I hadn’t thought about it the first time, but I don’t want any interruptions.