Merry in Moose Falls (Moose Falls, #1)

by Emily Silver

Why am I noticing these things about him? Ever since we decorated the tree, it seems a switch has been flipped. When he touched my abs, it’s like a zap of electricity flooded my veins.

Maybe it’s because I’m in a weird limbo right now. Living with my best friend while I try to get back on my feet. Trying to recover from the divorce. That has to be it. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.

“That you’d break my heart because after all this time it turns out being in love with my best friend is never going to amount to anything because he just wasn’t into me?” “Uhh, guys?” That voice. Oh, fuck me. Brooks. I guess this night could get worse.

I can’t get Charlie to talk to me for two minutes—his best friend that he’s known his entire life—and he’s paying attention to this fool? And why do I want to be that guy?

The pain here is something I can’t take. I can’t take the thought of hurting my best friend. But with everything swirling in my head the last week, I act without thinking. In for a penny, in for a pound, I guess. I kiss him.

If you need me to wear a T-shirt every single day that says ‘Property of Charlie Palmer,’ I’d do it. Because I love you and I’m yours.”

“I’m not just saying this. I have no plans of going anywhere. It’s you and me, Charlie. You and I can write the rules on what we want our life to be. As long as we’re together.”