All Chapters of Girls' Best Friend: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

BriarWalking through the trees hand in hand with Quinn while Hank bounces around the leaves is officially my favorite birthday memory. It still amazes me how sweet Quinn can be, after the first couple of months knowing him was basically just him being moody and sassy. We spent the day together, just the three of us and I can't help but wonder how different my day would have been if it was only a few months ago. There would have been a big party, tons of booze, a sexy dress and a ton of people that I didn't even know or like and it probably would have ended with sloppy sex that was only satisfying for one of us.And that would not have been me.But I know with Quinn, he'll make sure I have a great time."You ready for dinner, sweetheart?" He asks coming up from behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. I nod and fasten a necklace around my neck before turning to face him. He looks at the jewelry and frowns a little."What's wrong?" I ask and he shrugs."That necklace is nice. B

BriarThe next few days passed much too quickly and soon it was time to go home. That didn't mean I was in a hurry though. Oh no. I laid my ass in bed until Quinn started nudging me. I huffed at him and pushed him away, but he just laughed as he ran his hands over my naked body. The cool air hit me in contrast with his warms hands and I shivered a little, scooting closer to him and tucking my face into his neck."We gotta get up and get ready to go, sweetheart." He murmurs, kissing my head and I let out a grunt of protest."No we don't. We can stay here forever. Just the three of us." I say with a pout. His low chuckle makes my body come to life despite the soreness between my legs from all of our activities over the last few days."You have school tomorrow." He reminds me and that just makes me groan louder."I hate school." I pout like a child. He laughs louder and runs his thumb over my bottom lip."Come on. Let's get ready to go." He says and slaps my ass gently. I groan and tilt

BradWhy the fuck did I come back here? I knew Briar was gone with that psychopath and his cujo wannabe dog. It's not like I actually like Sadie. She's eager to please in bed, but she's so fucking annoying. I mostly just like to make Briar jealous. The way she dropped me so easy was fucking bullshit.For a dog.I scoff at the thought as I drink a cup of coffee looking out the front window, just in time to see Briar leaving that psycho's house. I watch with horror as he grabs her and sticks his tongue down her throat. Fucking whore bounced back quick. She's already fucking the guy when she said she cared about me. Fucking liar. The only person Briar has ever cared about is herself.I tighten my hold on the coffee cup and watch her smile at him, the same smile she used to give me when I did something nice. Sure, I didn't get the smile as much lately but I already had her. Once you have a girl you don't have to put in so much work. I mean, when you look like me they all fall at your feet

QuinnBriar and I drive home in an oppressive silence. I'm not really sure what to say or how to reassure her because I'm barely hanging on myself. I always knew I'd have to deal with Hank's death eventually. I just never imagined it would be under these circumstances. He should have years left on his life, he's barely even two years old. He's been my best friend for most of that time and I'm not exactly sure how I would function without him.I look over at Briar after I park the car, her eyes downcast and a worried expression on her face. I let out a little sigh, wishing there was something I could do, something I could say to make her feel better but if she's feeling anything like I am, the only thing that will make this better is having a healthy Hank back at home."Come on, sweetheart. Let's go inside." I say quietly, getting out of the car and rounding it to the other side. I open her door for her and her eyes pop up to mine like she didn't realize we were home already. She takes

QuinnI rushed us to the vet, ignoring the pain in my hand because, well, it was fucking worth it. The look on that smug bastard's face when I broke his nose was priceless. Even if the feel of the bone breaking against my hand was cringey.Briar reaches for me and I hold her hand firmly, grateful that she seems to understand that sometimes touching her is the easiest way for me to communicate. I have too many feelings swirling around in me to say them out loud.We reach the office and we're through the door in the next moment. The receptionist seemed to be expecting us because she said the vet would be out soon. I started pacing again, but tried to stop since I know it's my anxious habit and I hate the way Briar sits all curled in on herself while I do that. But when I turn to her she gives me a knowing smile.She gets me.The doctor comes out and she stands next to me, holding my hand while we wait for answers."He's gonna be fine." The doctor says and we both let out a breath of rel