Perfect Fit: Book 4 of the Fated Hearts Series by Aimee Nicole Walker Read Free Book Online Page A

the day. Ava was Chase’s best friend and my friend by proxy, even though there were plenty of times that she wanted to strangle me. I often had that effect on people. This time her fury was aimed at Miller and I was feeling pretty pleased about it.
    “Uh…” Miller’s stammer only made me smile more.
    “J has Xavier too. He is not alone and never will be.” She came to stand beside us, hands on her hips in full diva mode. “I don’t know what’s going on here, but I think we need to come to an agreement moving forward.” Miller and I just continued to stare at one another, but it was obvious she had our full attention. “We can all get along for Chase and Gray’s sake like one big-fucking-happy-family or we can throw down right here and right now. What I will not listen to is any petty bullshit fighting about where Chase’s heart lies or that he somehow needs to choose between his friends and his lover. Gray’s insecurity over JJ’s existence is his problem, not Chase’s and not JJ’s. I appreciate that you’re Gray’s best friend, but as his friend, you need to assure him that Chase loves him and not create more fucking drama by creating a problem where there is none. How do you think Chase would feel if he walked in and overheard what you had just said to his friend instead of me?” She blew out a frustrated breath and took a step back. “You two fools work this shit out right now.” She turned on her heels and headed back the hallway, her curls bouncing with every angry step she took.
    “I’d do what the lady says, fellas.” I hadn’t realized her husband Brandon was even in the room until he spoke. He slapped my shoulder as he followed after his wife.
    “She’s kind of scary,” Miller muttered softly so that only I could hear. I always thought she was scary in an awesome way, but I held my opinion to myself. Instead, I moved to go around him so that I could start boxing up the kitchen. “Wait,” Miller said then grabbed my bicep to keep me there. I chose to look straight ahead rather than turn and look into his eyes. I didn’t want to see pity or derision in them; in fact, if I couldn’t look into his eyes to see happiness, humor, or desire then I didn’t want to look into them at all. “I was way out of line, Jag.”
    I tensed when he used the nickname he had given me. Before, I had liked hearing it roll off his tongue, but right then it just felt all wrong. “Don’t worry about it,” I said, blowing him off with a casualness I didn’t feel. “I won’t say anything to Chase or Gray and we can forget it happened. Ava’s right, Miller. We don’t have to like each other, but we do have to get along. As pitiful as it might sound to you, Chase and the other two amigos, Ava and Xavier, are my only family and I won’t do anything to hurt any of them.”
    I pulled my arm out of his grip and walked away without letting him respond. As I packed up the kitchen, I contemplated why the shift in Miller’s personality bothered me so damn much. Hell, I didn’t know a damn thing about him, not even what he was a doctor of, yet, I felt like I somehow lost something important. It was a mystery I hadn’t solved by the time I packed away the entire kitchen by myself, except the items in the refrigerator and freezer.
    I pulled open the refrigerator and was relieved to see that there wasn’t much inside beyond two bottles of beer. I was feeling pretty thirsty so I helped myself to one of them just so we’d have one less thing to pack. I opened the bottle and flipped the cap in the trash can before I took a swig and shut the door.
    “Is there another one of those? All this baby and sweetie talk, plus all the kissing, is making me nauseous.” I nearly choked in surprise, I hadn’t realized he was standing on the other side of the refrigerator door. The ornery twinkle had returned and I was finding it hard to hold onto my ire with him looking so frigging irresistible. I opened the door and