My Best Friend's Brother (Soulmates #2) - Hazel Kelly


We used to call ourselves The Three Musketeers.

I know it's cliché, but we were only kids.

They usually took turns being in charge, which was fine with me. I was just happy to go along with them.

After all, I thought I was the luckiest little girl in the whole world. Most of my classmates only had one best friend, but I had two: my best friend Izzy and her twin brother.

Back then, I hoped things would never change, but that's the problem with more. Once I saw a glimpse of it, it was impossible to stop wanting it.

Especially when it came to Shane.

Chapter 1: Andi

I didn't know where else to go.

All I knew was that I had to find someone I could trust, and unfortunately, that's not always as easy as it should be on a college campus.

I could taste the blood on my split lip as I raised my hand to knock on the massive front door. But before my knuckles made contact, some random frat guy threw it open.

If there had been a single drop of adrenaline left in my system, I probably would've jumped, but I spent it all just trying to make it to that side of campus. It was a strange sensation, though, being so sober and wasted at the same time.

The frat guy barely glanced at me- just enough to walk around me- but he left the door wide open.

I stepped into the doorway and took in the room.

There was a younger guy doing homework on a couch by the back windows. And near the enormous fireplace on the wall to my right, under a huge plaque covered in Greek letters, there was a group of guys playing poker.

One by one they turned to look at me. The last one to glance over his shoulder was Shane.

"Andi." He stood up so fast his wooden chair shot out behind him. "Are you okay?"

As he crossed the sticky floor towards me, I felt some hidden reserves of energy well up in my throat.

"Do you need to sit down or something?" His green eyes searched mine as he set his hands on my shoulders.

I wanted to speak, but I hadn't even considered what I might say, and when all the words I could think of started fighting to be the first out, I burst like a damn.

The tears spilled down my cheeks in uncontrollable surges. Apparently, I did have some feeling left after all.

"Come on," he said, his face full of concern as he linked his arm in mine.

It was only the second time I'd ever seen him make that face.

The first time was in high school when we were in the hospital waiting room after Izzy's car accident.

I remember thinking then that I never wanted to see him make that face again. And now here I was being the cause of it. I tried to stop crying, reminding myself that Izzy had been fine in the end.

If anything, she became even bolder after having her immortality validated. And I would be fine, too. Eventually.

I might even be able to go back there again, to that stairwell where…

"You can't just walk away from the game, Shane," his friend called. "You have to give us a chance to win our money back."

Shane fixed his eyes on me. "Give me one second."

I took a deep breath and rolled my eyes up to see if I could absorb the next round of tears.

He turned around and shouted at the boy hunched over his textbook on the couch. "Pete!"

The kid lifted his eyes towards Shane.

"What are you doing right now?"

"Tyler's chem homework."

"Not anymore," Shane said. "Take my spot at the table."

He glanced back at the workbook in front of him. "But Tyler-"

"Needs to do his own homework," Shane said. "And you can tell him I said so."

Two of the boys at the table groaned. The other looked confident that he'd soon have his money back.

"I'm sorry to barge in on you like this," I said so only Shane could hear.

"Don't be," he said, turning back to me. "You're my knight in shining armor."

My bottom lip started to shake.

His eyes dropped to my mouth. "You're bleeding," he said, tilting my chin up gently so he could take a closer look.

I let my gaze fall to the side. Perhaps I shouldn't have come to him. What if he just said I told you so and made me feel more foolish than I already did?

"What happened?" he asked, leading me up the stairs.

"Mike and I-"

His face