Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Clean Canvas

Brianna

I set my camera up in the good lighting of my bathroom, posing for him from the neck down. I was already in my cropped tank and boy short set that I was going to wear to bed. They were white ribbed biker shorts but the material was soft cotton. It made my boobs look great and my flat tummy was visible. I wanted my body to look good for him, I posed in front of the black wall and when I was satisfied with the picture, I sent it with a message attached.

‘'Clean canvas.’ I sent it.

I had no tattoos, my skin was looking tan and flawless in this picture. It gave me a thrill while waiting for his response to it.

'Fuck,’’ I love it when he used that word because I know it is him expressing so much with just one simple word.

'I want to make a mess of that canvas.’ he added, my inside heated at his words.

'I want that too.’ I admitted.

‘'Why do you have to have such a hot little body? My goodness.’ he said, which means he is looking at my picture again.

'You don't think your body is hot?’ You are built like a damn Greek god.’ I practically huffed in this message.

'Is that what you really sleep on?’ he asked

'Yes,’

There was a pause between our texts but then he responded.

'We can never have a sleepover then.’ I smiled and bit my cheek.

'Why not?’ I tease him.

'Because if that was in front of me, I would take it.’

And there he goes, the lingering promise that made my craving for him deeper and darker.

‘I have been waiting for you to take it. You are the only one stopping that.’

He hesitated before responding.

'When Bryce told me his little sister was coming to live here, I didn't know you would become such a problem in my life.’

I read and re-read those words and I didn't like how they made me feel.

'You consider me a problem?’ this time, he didn't take long to respond.

‘I do,’ I frowned at his words.

I don't want to be a problem, it makes me sound like a nuisance. I want to be his temptation but not his problem. I didn't even know what to say back to him, so I ended the conversation there. I laid down and put on a show, I was feeling disappointed and I couldn't help it. Twenty minutes later, my phone buzzed and when I checked, it was another message from him. I sighed and braced myself.

'You are mad.’

'Well, I don't really want to be someone's problem.’

'You are a problem, Brianna because I am about to hairline away from ruining my friendship with your brother just to have a taste of you. That is the problem.’ He explained.

'It wouldn't ruin your friendship.’

Yes, I am sure, Bryce would be mad for a while but they have a strong bond. I don't think it would be destroyed by this.

'No, it absolutely would. It is a code not to mess around with your friends little sister. It is a boundary that would ruin my friendship with Bryce. Remember, I have sisters too, we both talked about this in the past, that is a hard No to ever mess with one of each other's sisters.’ He enlightened me.

So they have talked about this. Sure, it was hypothetical at the time but they have specifically laid down the rules about this. I wasn't sure what to do with that information.

'So that is why you are fighting this so hard. You don't want to mess things up with Bryce?’

I understand the severity of it now.

‘He is my closest friend and he also plays an important role in my business. It would be extremely messy.’

I had heard enough, a strange sadness washed over me. This really won't happen between us, his friendship and his business partner would be at stake and he would never risk so much.

‘I understand now, I won't tempt you anymore.’

'Your existence tempts me.’

I just looked at the message and sighed. How am I going to stay away from this man? I know what his mouth feels like against mine, I know what his dick looks like and how hard he can get in response to me. I know he can make me cum with just his words and a knee. He is so devastatingly beautiful and completely off limits.

'Goodnight, Callan.’ I decided to end the conversation.

'Don't be like that.’ he replied, I didn't know what he meant.

'I am not being like anything, there is really nowhere else to go from here. So I ended it.’ I said honestly.

'There is nothing to end, it is not like I am kicking you out of my life completely. We just need to maintain a few boundaries.’

'I think we both know the only way of accomplishing that is if we cut each other out.

I was being serious, I couldn't be around him.

'Brianna?’ He called.

I know when he called my name like that, it was usually done in warning, but I don't see what he was warning me about. When I didn't respond, he called me but I didn't pick up.

'Answer your fucking damn phone.’ he texted me.

I know he would be mad if things didn't end on his own terms. He is a control freak, he called again. I squeezed my eyes shut but picked up the call.

“I am not cutting you out of my life, Brianna.” He said with an obvious attitude.

“Well, I am.” I snapped, the line went silent.

“So, you are not going to be an adult about this?” He threw our age gap in my face.

“I am an adult, I know my boundaries and limits and I know I can't be involved in your life and not get confused. So, I am doing the adult thing and staying away from you.” Again, the line went silent.

“Fine,” he said, we hung up.