Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa) novel Chapter 34

His eyes flicker down to my lips, the tension between us growing stronger. Is he going to kiss me? I hope not because my vagina hasn't exactly been on my side lately. "You don't like when I play with you, kitten? Because it sure the fuck didn't sound like it last night."

"That was...uh...different..." I trail off, grappling for words.

"How?" He waits patiently, his intense amber gaze locking onto mine, sending my heart into a frenzy.

I growl, jutting my chin defiantly. "It's not like you gave me a fucking choice!"

His expression turns arrogant, and I already have a sense of whatever dumb shit he's about to say. "And when you asked me to fuck you? What was that?"

Stupidity. Weakness. Depravity. I'm sure all of those words explain it.

When I don't answer, his smirk deepens. "Come with me. The boys and I put something together before they left to go meet Gray at the airport."

I'd have liked to go with them, but maybe it's best that Gray meets Zuri at the house. I don't want him yelling at me in the middle of the airport.

King leads me back upstairs, and I notice a door ajar that I haven't been in yet. I never really cared to look in it, but now that it's open, I'm curious.

He leans against the doorframe, gesturing for me to enter.

My jaw drops as I take in the sight before me: they've set up everything King bought for Zuri yesterday—a white crib with pink bedding in the corner, pink curtains, paintings of baby animals on the wall, a rocking chair, and a colorful toy box filled with toys.

What the hell is going on? They all did this for Zuri? For me?

I blink away the tears forming in the corners of my eyes, unable to wrap my mind around any of this. They literally tormented me in high school, and now King wants me to live with him. And then they stayed up last night and decorated this room for my daughter.