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THE SERVING OF CHAOS CONTINUES — SEVEN BOOKS, ONE FAST-TALKING HEROINE, AND A MOUNTAIN OF SITCOM-STYLE DRAMA.
My Best Friend's Brother is a complete, binge-worthy New Adult romantic comedy series told entirely from the first-person perspective of Adonia Morrison. If you're ready for laugh-out-loud misunderstandings, overprotective dads, dramatic best friends, and a love story trying to survive the ultimate comedy of errors, dive in!
Next up:
WILL FINDING TROY WRECK LILLY'S LOVE LIFE?
Adonia, Luke, Gino, Lilly, and Troy are off to British Columbia for spring break. There they meet the sweet Nikki Napper and Troy’s cousin, Derek Daniels. Adonia’s planning her new life with Luke, and she's sure nothing can ruin her vacation! Nothing but her dad, who tagged along.
When Adonia and Luke spot an Irish wolfhound being dragged into an animal shelter, Luke feels compelled to save it from certain doom. Adonia's always wanted a dog, and this one is perfect — perfectly huge, sweet, cute, and cuddly — so why would anyone want to kill this amazing dog?
What's eating Gino Barone? Maybe it’s the arrival of Troy De La Fontaine — the renowned girlfriend-stealer who constantly steps on his toes. Since Troy entered the picture, Gino's been on edge, so when the heirloom necklace he gave Lilly disappears, she knows something's up. She promised Gino's grandmother it would never leave her sight, and now it's gone without a trace. Did Gino passive-aggressively reclaim it?
The rivalry between Troy and Gino ignites — who'll survive the fallout? Will Gino and Lilly work things out, or will finding Troy wreck Lilly Jacobson's love life?
The next time I saw Lilly was at the airport. We were there bright and early Sunday morning, at eight o’ clock sharp.
She wore a glittery baby pink shirt and blue jeans, and had her hair in a long ponytail.
The guys wore blue jeans, black shirts, and wide smiles. Well, except for Gino—he wore a dirty look for Troy.
“Hey,” Luke gave me a hug, but it was a terribly impersonal one. He eyed Dad and Burke behind me.
“I’ve missed you,” I breathed in his ear.
He gripped my arm, and we walked slowly around the waiting area. “Are you over your dad coming yet?”
“Nope.”
He laughed. “It’ll be okay.”
I watched Lilly chatter with the guys. Troy was cheerful and engaged, but Gino looked absorbed.
“So, when’d she get home last night?”
Luke glanced at her. “No clue. I was asleep.”
“Oh.”
“I heard laughing just before midnight, but I went back to bed. So it could have been then. Why, what’s it matter?”
They announced our flight was boarding, so we lined up by the doors.
“Just curious,” I said, kind of wishing I hadn’t brought it up. I started wondering if drawing attention to it was a good idea, being she clearly didn’t want people to know what she was up to.
Because, if she wanted me to know where she was—and she usually does—I would have heard about it by now.
I was never any good at minding my own business. But, I’d decided, I wouldn’t ask—I just hoped she‘d volunteer the information!
The charter plane seats twelve, and since it was just the seven of us, we had plenty of room.
Luke sat in an aisle seat. I quickly hopped into the window seat beside him, before Dad could ask me to sit with him. I wouldn’t put it past him to do something like that.
Dad and Burke sat behind us, so Dad could watch my every move.
Like a vulture.
Feeling kind of daring, I nuzzled Luke’s shoulder. But he didn’t really reciprocate, and already that annoyed the crap out of me.
Once we were all buckled up, the engines roared to life. We could plainly see the pilots in the cockpit. One told us to expect some turbulence, which wasn’t comforting.
Luke set his hand atop mine as the plane started moving. “This won’t be quite as smooth as a jet,” he warned.
“Or as safe?” I asked nervously.
He looked at me. “Don’t worry. Nothing’s going to happen.”
We were gaining altitude a minute later, and things began to speed by.
“Are you okay, sweetie?” Dad called from the seat behind mine.
“Fine, Dad!”
“How about you, Luke?” Dad asked, his tone deepening.
Luke glanced behind us. “I’m great, Mr. Morrison. How are you feeling today?”
“Much better, thank you.”
Burke smiled beside him. He felt utterly sorry for us, and it showed.
“I like your shirt.” Luke pointed to Dad’s Hawaiian print button-up shirt.
“Thank you, Luke. I may not be going to Hawaii, but my wife felt this was perfect for my little vacation.”
Luke nodded. I’m sure he also wished Dad was going to Hawaii.
“It’s too bad Mrs. Morrison couldn’t join us,” Luke said, probably ‘cause my mom turned out to be the normal parent.
Dad bobbed his head. “It’s only for a few days, though. This will give me new inspiration for my book, between sightseeing and such.”
“That’s great,” Luke breathed.
Our pathetic little conversation was interrupted by wild laughing in the aisle across from us, where Lilly and Gino sat. Troy sat behind them.
Lilly reached over the back of her seat for Troy’s phone. Apparently he’d taken a picture when she turned around, and she begged,
“I want it! Please, give it to me!”
Gino glowered at him.
“It is mine, mademoiselle. You even smiled for it.”
“I didn’t know you were taking pictures! Please, let me at least see how bad I look!” She reached into his seat again, and he moved it out of her grasp flirtatiously.
I wish I could look as “bad” as she does.
“You never look bad, mademoiselle, you are gorgeous.”
Lilly sat in her seat. “What are you going to do with it?” she asked playfully.
Troy raised an eyebrow. “That’s for me to know and for you to find out, eh.”
Gino heaved a sigh. He unbuckled his belt, turned in his seat and gripped Troy’s arm. Troy’s expression darkened, like Gino had crossed a line.
“Let go of my arm,” Troy growled.
Gino’s nose crinkled for a thoughtful second, and he released.
“Seat belts, please!” a pilot hollered from the front of the plane.
Lilly buckled hers.
“Give her the phone,” Gino demanded, disregarding the pilot’s order.
“No. It’s my phone.”
Gino’s face reddened. “Give. Her. The. Phone.”
Troy smirked. “I don’t take orders. Sorry.”
And Luke thought these guys could be roommates?
Gino folded his arms across the back of his seat. “Do you know what I’m going to do if you don’t hand that over right now?”
Troy’s eyebrows pinched. “Nothing.”
“It’s okay,” Lilly said, pulling Gino’s arm to get him back in his seat. “I don’t need it.”
Gino’s glare stayed on Troy. “It’s not okay, because I don’t like being crossed.”
Troy looked to the front of the plane. Apparently this six-foot-six jock did not intimidate him, at all.
“The mademoiselle said I can keep it. Chill the hell out, eh!”
“Do you want your ass kicked?”
“Gino,” Lilly begged, looking anxious.
“You? Kick my ass?” Troy threw his head back and laughed. “You don’t scare me, monsieur.”
“Really?” Gino asked, unconvinced.
Troy grinned. “Really. I’ve fought guys bigger than you. You’re all talk, my friend.”
Gino drew back. “You’re lucky we’re on a plane right now.”
“No,” Troy spat. “You are lucky we’re on a plane right now.”
Lilly’s eyes brushed mine. She looked uncomfortable—a major shift from just minutes prior.
“Seat belt, please!” a pilot repeated, and Gino snapped his belt back on.
Troy reclined, setting his foot against the back of Gino’s seat. Gino leaned back forcefully, and to that, Troy pushed harder.
When Gino thrust back, Troy extended his leg, forcing the seat farther forward.
Gino’s brow furrowed, and I could see his pulse.
Little by little, Troy pressed harder, until Gino’s seat was as far forward as it would go.
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Excerpt from Finding Troy. © Chrissy Favreau 2016. All rights reserved.
