Just Bromantically Invested (Accidental Love, #4)

by Saxon James

Madden is a competent, likable, capable man, and he doesn’t often need help with things. So when he does, it feels like he needs me, and there’s nothing I like more than being needed.

It doesn’t take long for his head to find my shoulder, and then he wriggles his large body until he’s comfortably curled against me. I laugh, arm wrapping around his shoulders, as I turn my head to kiss his hair.

The thing about heartache, about love being unrequited, is that it gets really fucking draining. It hurts when you least expect it to hurt. It gives you hope when there’s nothing to hope for.

He might be an idiot, but he’s my idiot.

I use that term loosely, though, because neither of us really has a dating life. I have a hookup life. Xander has … well, he has us. And anxiety. He’s practically married to that bitch.

Is it possible to miss someone more when you’re with them?

“Because loving someone who doesn’t love you back is the hardest fucking thing in the world to go through. It tears your heart into itty-bitty shreds.

“I think if you say reaction one more time, a leprechaun will jump out and shove quarters up your ass.”

I’ve disappeared for almost an entire day, and there’s no single person who’s noticed. No one to check in on me, no one who cares.

don’t want a girlfriend, Madden.” “But—” “I only want you.”

“I never thought … this, us, was a possibility, but now that I’m with you, it feels like the only possibility.”

If this is what friendships are … I wish I’d had them a long time ago.