Page 24 of Don't Fall For Your Brother's Best Friend

“The chocolates were a hit,” Patrick says as he clears a few tables.

“When did they leave?” I ask, upset with myself that I was too busy worrying about Griffin than knowing when my party left the building.

“Like five minutes ago. They had a great time.”

Phew.

“Good.”

I help Patrick and a few of the other servers break down the place for the night. It’s late once I’ve finished the paperwork, and when I turn out the lights to leave, Griffin is by the back door.

“I’ll walk you out,” he says.

I glance up at him. “What are you still doing here?”

He steps closer, and I suck in a breath. “Someone has to walk you out. It’s not safe.”

“My car is really close.” I can’t turn my eyes away from his. They’re this light brown color, and it makes me want to lean in and see if I can pinpoint where the iris ends and the pupil begins.

“Then I don’t have to walk you as far.” He offers a small laugh, and the sound reverberates through my body, making my nipples pebble.

What is happening to me?

I almost want him to kiss me. But that’s an absurd thought. Isn’t it?

I blink at him, and shake my head slightly to break myself from this spell that has fallen over me. “You didn’t have to stay late just for me. I feel bad,” I say to him.

“I’d never be able to live with myself if anything happened to you.”

My chest squeezes tight at his words, and I want to kiss him. So, feeling brave, I lean in, rest my hand on his bicep and close my eyes.

“Anya,” he whispers. “What are you doing?” He steps back, and oh my god.

I slide my eyes open slowly, and Griffin stares at me like I’ve grown two heads. And I am mortified.

Without a word, I rush out of the back door and hurry to my car.

“Anya, wait,” Griffin says behind me, but I don’t turn back.

I’m humiliated.

I let my mother get in my head. ‘He has a crush.’

Stupid Anya.

There’s no silly crush. There’s nothing.

I feel like a dang fool.

Chapter 8

Griffin

I stand there watching Anya’s tail lights, feeling like an asshole. She put herself out there. Put her feelings on the line and I crushed them.

My head falls back as I scrub my face. I had no idea she was attracted to me. Which makes this that much worse. If she wasn’t Callum’s sister, I would’ve slammed my lips to hers. I would’ve pulled her against me, sinking my fingers into her hair while I deepened the kiss. She would’ve had no doubt about how I feel about her.

But, she is Callum’s sister and I made a promise that I can not break.