Craving The Wrong Brother Novel – I’ve been in love with my best friend, Finn Hartley, since we met in college ten years ago. It’s not like I’ll ever tell him I have feelings for him because he has a girlfriend already. It’s been ten years, and I’ve hidden this love very well. Finn’s girlfriend named Delilah Crestfield, ther’ve been lovers since high school, way before I came into Finn’s life. But that girlfriend of his often makes Finn sad, and the role I play is being Finn’s listener every time he gets hurt.
Right now, we’re in his living room, and I’m holding him to my chest, listening to him sob. Delilah has broken Finn’s heart again, the third time this year. “I can’t believe she did this to me, Sloane,” Finn says. I run my fingers through his hair, trying to ignore how good it feels. “What exactly did she do?” I ask. “You still haven’t told me.” “I don’t know how to say it.” “Well, start from somewhere.” My patience is wearing thin. I’ve been here for hours, sacrificing my Saturday to watch him disintegrate.
I don’t know why he bothers crying when he’ll be back in her bed by next week anyway. They do this every time. I should be more sympathetic, I know. But ten years of watching him chase after the same toxic woman tends to erode a person’s sympathy. “Delilah’s not coming back, Slaone,” he says. “She left me for good this time.” “You know that’s a lie.” “It’s true. She’s engaged. She sent me this digital wedding invitation, and I’ve been thinking about running my phone through a meat grinder.” That actually surprises me.
Engaged? Delilah’s getting married? Finn pulls away from me, and I can finally see his face. The stubble on his jaw has grown past the phase into something wilder. His white t-shirt is rumpled and stained with what might be yesterday’s dinner. I’ve never seen him this wrecked, and that’s saying something.
He fumbles for his phone, fingers trembling as he pulls up the screen. Then he thrusts the phone at me. There it is—a nauseating rose-gold invitation with flowing script announcing the union of Delilah Crestfield and some guy named Hunter. Eight weeks from now.