Enemies With Benefits (Loveless Brothers, #1)

by Roxie Noir

“You wish I wasn’t me and you weren’t you,” I say. “I wish I wanted someone who got along with me,” he murmurs into my hair. “Wouldn’t that be nice?”

I think I like arguing with Violet more than I like talking to anyone else.

“But I want to be someone you can always trust. I want to always have your back. I want to always be there, behind you, and I want to be so constant you never have to think about whether I’m yours or not. I just am. I’m there. I’m there and I always am and you never have to wonder whether I’d hurt you, and can you believe I rehearsed this?” he asks.

“You’re it, Violet. You’re all there is for me. It’s you or a life of austere hermitude. Let me be yours.”

That night, I just hold her. It feels important, somehow, just being there. Just being with her. Just being hers.

This is love. I’ve known it for a while but the understanding flashes through me again as I move inside her, as I feel her body underneath me and worship it with my own.

“But mostly, I wanted to remember the moment I realized I was in love with you.”