WHEN THE SNOW SETTLES, THE SECRETS SURFACE.
Adonia and Luke are ready for their happily ever after — but how can they enjoy married life with her pesky brother Sullivan in the way? When her dad pawns Sullivan off on the newlyweds to write his latest novel, Sullivan unsurprisingly drives Adonia crazy. Frustrated, Adonia rats on her dad to her mom — and soon regrets it!
Meanwhile, Gino’s life snowballs too. After meeting Jenny, Gino's parents were unimpressed — now Gino himself has doubts, and Nikki and Adonia launch a desperate rescue mission to save him from straying to his toxic coworker, Candy.
Living with the newlyweds Nikki and Andre is not easy — Luke and Adonia feel they have no privacy. Determined to find a place of their own, the two start house-hunting, and Adonia finds a home to die for!
To get Sullivan off her back, Adonia sends him to ski at the resort where Luke works — but the plan backfires when Sullivan is feared trapped beneath an avalanche that very same day. Luke, Andre, Troy, and Thor join the perilous, backbreaking rescue efforts to find him — while Adonia, her dad, and her friends wait helplessly on the sidelines for word on poor Sullivan's fate.
With a critical short window to save his life, will Luke and the guys reach Sullivan in time? Can the Morrison-Pawlak family survive the literal and metaphorical avalanche of chaos? Find out in this sixth book of My Best Friend's Brother.
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~ EXCERPT ~
After our plane landed in Prince George at 5 a.m., Lilly and Troy headed to their place, while Nikki and Andre happily beat us to ours. I knew what they were doing once they got there, and I was quite annoyed that—instead of doing that ourselves—Luke and I had to take my brother to the grocery store.
“Got ‘em,” Sullivan announced as he dumped an armful of frozen lasagnas into our shopping cart. He turned back to the frozen section for more.
“Seriously, Sullivan, how many lasagnas do you need?” I was counting at least twenty.
He tossed the rest in. “Dad gave you $300 for my groceries.”
“So you want to spend it all now?”
He grabbed three more lasagnas from the freezer and tossed them in the cart. “Might as well.”
"It’s okay if his lasagnas add up to more than three hundred bucks,” Luke assured me.
I shot him a look. “It is not!”
He chuckled and wrapped an arm around my waist.
We walked slowly behind Sullivan, who beelined for the candy aisle. After dropping five packages of Twizzlers into the cart, Sullivan headed for the sodas.
Luke eyed the cart. “How’s he still alive on this diet?”
“Beats me.”
“And how’s he so thin?” Luke steered the cart toward the meat section as Sullivan struggled to carry three cases of soda to us.
“I dunno, how’s Anna so thin? She ate more than all of us combined at our wedding reception.”
Luke thought about it. “Point made.”
“Wait up,” Sullivan called, setting the soda cases under the cart when he reached us.
“Your teeth are gonna rot,” Luke warned.
Sullivan shrugged. “It’s worth it.”
Luke shook his head in disbelief, stopped in the meat aisle, and placed several lamb shanks in the cart. Next, he picked up a beef roast, followed by a package of bacon.
“You like bacon, Sullivan?” Luke asked, thinking to get more.
“Who doesn’t?” Sullivan tossed some Cheetos in the cart.
Luke picked up another few packages and moved toward the seafood. “What type of fish are you in the mood for, Beautiful?”
“Anything wild-caught,” I said as I felt my phone vibrate. I pulled it out of my pocket.
“Salmon?” Luke offered at the seafood counter.
“Sure.” I checked my notifications. Lilly had texted me.
I came home to a hundred more orders.
I bit my lip.
Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
My screen read, “Lilly is typing.”
“How many pounds should we get?” Luke pondered.
“Enough for five people,” I replied. “You, me, Sullivan, Nikki and Andre. It sounds like we won’t be seeing Lilly anytime soon.”
"And why is that?” Luke wondered as Sullivan brought more junk to our cart.
“She’s drowning in orders.”
It’s both. Although I wanna relax and plan my wedding.
I thought it’s already planned.
The honeymoon’s not. ;)
“Well,” Luke said, placing the fish in the cart, “less drama is certainly a good thing.”
“I wonder who’s gonna ship her orders when she’s honeymooning,” I stressed.
“Those online stores have a vacation mode.” Luke pushed the cart down the next aisle.
“She should’ve used that while we were in Alaska.”
“Yeah, but this is my sister we’re talking about—she’ll go out of her way to complicate things. It breeds more drama, you know.”
My phone vibrated.
Should we paint the baby’s room yellow or green?
Why don’t you wait till you find out if it’s a girl or boy?
Troy can’t wait that long.
I smiled. Troy is a total sweetheart.
Sullivan added a few bags of Doritos to our cart and tucked some hair behind his ears. “I bought enough to share,” he said when he caught Luke’s glare.
“Yeah, ‘cause we need nine family-size bags,” I said dryly.
Sullivan flashed his eyebrows. “Okay then, more for me!”
I searched my phone directory as we walked toward the bakery, and dialed Mom’s number. It rang several times, but she didn’t answer. I got her voicemail.
“Mom, it’s me. Just checking to see how you’re doing,” I said, sort of hesitantly. “We’re back in Prince George now, give me a call. Love you, bye.”
I hung up as Sullivan grabbed a box of donuts.
“Looking to get your dad in trouble?” Luke eyed me anxiously.
“I dunno.” On one hand, I didn’t want to cause any problems in my parents’ marriage—on the other, I couldn’t believe what Dad managed to do.
And I wondered if Mom would let him get away with it.
