They swore theyâd never cross the line ⌠A Best Friends to Lovers beach romance in the Wild Men series, a collection of football stars, family, and friends by USA Today Bestselling author Melissa Belle.
Bella
I promise to keep my hands to myself tonight.
No matter how much I want Ayden Wild, I will not, should not, absolutely cannot, have sex with him.
Aydenâs always been my lifeline. My lighthouse in a raging sea, guiding me home again.
He may be a former star quarterback, but I was never a cheerleader. And heâs always been hot, but this summer, his bodyâs distracting me so much I forget what weâre talking about.
So I stay glued to my barstool, and I flirt with the guy next to me. Heâs not Ayden, but heâll have to be my distraction.
But Aydenâs actingâŚdifferent. Like he wants something but heâs not telling me.
Ayden
Bella Wesley is driving me crazy tonight.
Sheâs letting that douchebag flirt with her, and buy her drinks, and ask her out.
I should be the one sheâs looking at that way. I should be the one holding her hand. And I desperately want to be the one taking her into my bed.
But we made a pact to strictly be friends. To make sure weâd get each other through the dark times. And we did.
It doesnât mean I didnât want her every damn moment since then. Of course I handled it the only way I knew howâI dated everyone but her.
So I know a distraction when I see one.
But if I tell Bella how I feel now, right before I leave town, it could screw everything up.
They swore theyâd never cross the line ⌠A Best Friends to Lovers beach romance in the Wild Men series, a collection of football stars, family, and friends by USA Today Bestselling author Melissa Belle.
Bella
I promise to keep my hands to myself tonight.
No matter how much I want Ayden Wild, I will not, should not, absolutely cannot, have sex with him.
Aydenâs always been my lifeline. My lighthouse in a raging sea, guiding me home again.
He may be a former star quarterback, but I was never a cheerleader. And heâs always been hot, but this summer, his bodyâs distracting me so much I forget what weâre talking about.
So I stay glued to my barstool, and I flirt with the guy next to me. Heâs not Ayden, but heâll have to be my distraction.
But Aydenâs actingâŚdifferent. Like he wants something but heâs not telling me.
Ayden
Bella Wesley is driving me crazy tonight.
Sheâs letting that douchebag flirt with her, and buy her drinks, and ask her out.
I should be the one sheâs looking at that way. I should be the one holding her hand. And I desperately want to be the one taking her into my bed.
But we made a pact to strictly be friends. To make sure weâd get each other through the dark times. And we did.
It doesnât mean I didnât want her every damn moment since then. Of course I handled it the only way I knew howâI dated everyone but her.
So I know a distraction when I see one.
But if I tell Bella how I feel now, right before I leave town, it could screw everything up.