Book 4 of the 'Love Unkown' Series
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"But 'Just Friends' don't look at each other like this."
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When two unlikely friends, Margot Rose Jackson and Kenji Reid Mishra, find themselves growing closer, they must decide whether to stick with the c...
I'm moving too fast. I don't know anything about this girl. I've known her for three weeks. I know Margot like the back of my hand.
Fucking hell.
Why am I comparing them?
I want this to possibly work with Jhanvi but I can't. Not while I'm quite literally hard for another girl.
But then again I can't exactly tell the girl when shes thousands of miles from home. I don't want her to be trapped.
God, I wish I could just forget about Margot. Sure she's my friend and always will be but I want her to just be that. My friend.
I hiss as I push my hips against the sink.
"God, just go away." I whisper yell, pulling down my sweats. My cock angrily springs out, dripping at the thought of Margot tying me up.
I slide down the wall, wrapping my hand around myself. I squeeze my eyes shut as I will it to leave me alone.
"Go away, go away, go a—" Then a sudden knock at the door grabs my attention. I hurry to pull my pants back up.
I unlock the door and open it, Jhanvi stands in the doorway. "H-Hi? What are you doing up?" I ask, hoping she doesn't look down.
"I was wondering the same for you. I was cold. I missed you." she yawns and pulls me into her arms.
I hesitate considering everything I just said.
God, I hope I don't hurt her. She's a great person. Really she is. I just, I think I'd hurt her more if I kept this up.
"Jhanvi I need to te—" She grabs my arm and pulls me back into the room and onto the bed.
I sigh.
This isn't going to be easy. It takes no time before she's snoring softly but I still have a mind full of questions. Thoughts. I don't know what to do.
Is Love supposed to be this hard?
It's obvious that I've grown a love for Margot like no one else. I just don't understand why it's been so difficult.
I hear shuffling in the bed next to ours and it's obvious Margot is awake.
Do I do anything to let her know I am too? No.
It's enough that she's still the only thing I think about despite the fact that I really am starting to like Jhanvi.
Or maybe I just like the attention she's giving me. Maybe I just like the fact that she's told me countless times that she has feelings for me. Maybe I like the confirming words.
The words I'd hoped with everything that I am that Margot would have said when I told her how I felt.
The words she never said.
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