Never Moving On (Never U, #1)

by C.R. Lee

“Look,” Ryan says. “If you see her as a sister—fine, cool. I don’t believe you, but whatever. But I promise you, that girl does not see you as a brother.” “And you know this because?” I pose the question to Ryan, but it’s Malcolm who replies. “Because we have eyes. You’d have to be blind not to see it. That girl looks at you like the sun shines out your ass.”

But I swear to god, if that asshole Dean touches her, I’m going to tear his fucking arms off.

But she’s not just any girl. She’s Stella. The one constant in my life since I was ten. She belongs with me, belongs to me. And if that makes me a domineering bastard, so be it. I don’t care. Because I belong to her too.

“I was jealous. Alright.” She turns her head away, refusing to look at me, but I continue anyway because if she leaves now, I’m afraid I’ll never get her back. “You looked so beautiful, and he was touching you like…

like you were his to touch, and I was so insanely jealous, I wanted to rip his goddammed arms off. Is that what you want to hear?”

“Do I want to hear that you were jealous? After pining over you for ten years, watching you fuck every pretty girl in sight and wondering,” she takes a ragged breath, “wondering, what’s so wrong with me?” she says, hand pounding her chest. “Why don’t you see me? Now, someone else is...

“Let go of me, dammit,” she screams. But I don’t let her go. I push her against the wall and crush my lips into hers.

“You were right, I was too chicken shit to say it, but I do love you. I’ve loved you my whole goddamned life and I promise, I’ll spend every day proving it to you if you give me a second chance.”