The Best Friend's Contract novel Chapter 14

''Do you want to run?'' I ask.

Her eyes meet mine, ''No. Forget I said that,'' She replies and the elevator doors open, revealing the amount of crowd in the ballroom. My eyes wander to Kenna again, wanting to make sure that she's feeling alright as she takes a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself.

''Let's do this.'' She adds, confidently.

We step out of the elevator and we're immediately greeted with my brother, Alain. Both of his brown eyes are staring directly into mine as he sees my hand gripping onto Kenna's, causing him to smirk as he takes a sip of his wine. ''Not very punctual to a family gathering,'' He says.

Alain is the oldest and also mother's favourite child because he has a better commitment, a wife and a daughter to actually prove himself just how much he's not a waste of time. He had gotten married a year before he graduated and found out Harley was pregnant right after his graduation day . . . what a life worth living, described by mother.

He's not much older than me, only a couple of years but he had gotten married way younger than my current age which is why mother has been talking about it over and over again. It's tiring to my ears and also to my mind, trying to process the same words for the past few months without having the right to stop her or even prove her how much I commit to my work and my life without even needing a wife or a child, yet.

''Hi, Kenna.'' He greets her with a hug. Just because Kenna's my best friend, it means she's also close to my other family members including my brother, my sister-in-law and my sister, Mia. Especially when she is the only child in her family, she didn't get the chance to feel the whole sibling arguments and fights.

''Hey, Alain.'' She replies.

''You look stunning. I'm glad you could make it,'' He continues to speak, ''Knowing you have a busy schedule . . . I'm sure Aidan forced you to be here because he just can't live without you. You know that right?'' He raises an eyebrow, taking another sip of his wine.

''Thank you and yes, I've known that for years. Don't worry, Alain because tonight, I willingly came. Aidan didn't force me into anything,'' She replies as she turns to look at me which leaves me to look down at her, too before smiling slightly.

''Where's Ava and Harley?'' I ask, eyes wandering around to the amount of people here before looking back at Alain.

Ava is their beautiful five-year-old daughter and also my one and only niece. Ava and I are very close because ever since she was born, I couldn't keep myself away from her. Her closet are mostly filled with the clothes or shoes I bought when she was only a newborn and even though, Harley told me to stop buying Ava clothes until she is at a age where she grows slower, Alain, my brother didn't stop me from doing so . . . he said just buy her everything if I can.

I glance at Alain who's busy texting on his phone and I realise how much he's a workaholic just like Kenna . . . they can be twins, at times. ''You're working at an annual family gathering with both mother and father, not even a few feet apart from us. You're breaking the family rule,'' I pretend to gasp as he empties his glass of wine before making his way towards the crowd.

''Your family is huge, I don't even remember the people here.'' Kenna says as she frowns before sighing, deeply.

''I don't even know them either,'' I reply and she laughs, catching mother's attention as her eyes meet mine, causing me to look away immediately. As I clench my jaw, ''Mother alert. She saw me and she's going to interrogate me. So, how should I start announcing about us?'' I ask, looking down at Kenna who turns to look at my mother who is currently approaching.

''Wait . . . I have an idea,'' She mutters.

''It better be good, Kenna. She's getting closer and I don't think she's going to stop even if someone screams bloody murder behind her,'' I start to glance up at my mother's direction again, seeing her getting closer and closer with every step she takes. ''Oh, shit . . . she's—''

I am cut by Kenna as she cups onto my face before pulling me down to kiss me on the lips, silencing me immediately. My eyes widen for a couple of seconds but they remain close once I realise I'm kissing my best friend in sync, following the rhythm of her lips moving against mine without showing any signs of stopping soon.

Slowly, my hands are going up to grip onto her waist as I pull her closer. Her soft lips are moving in a slow pace yet it's enough to show someone how we belong to each other just by the simple kiss. Even though it's nothing near passionate . . . it's passionate enough in someone's eyes for them to misunderstand.