My gulp sounds like a cannon blast, and I can feel the blood rush to my cheeks.Frankly, I’m amazed there’s any blood left north of my belt to cause me to blush.I thought it was all in my cock.
“Only the jeans?”I clarify.
She nods.“I’ll get the rest.Only need my jeans over my hips.”
That accomplished, she rushes across the hall and slams the door.I hear the heartfelt sigh as she relieves herself.I have no idea how I’m going to relieve the situation in my pants, but her comfort is the priority.
“Damn it.Why couldn’t I have sprained the other wrist?I’m not cut out to be left-handed,” I hear her mutter through the closed door.
“You okay?”I call out.I open the bottom drawer of the dresser and get clothes to sleep in.I have some stuff in the dresser from prior visits, so thankfully I don’t have to borrow anything of my brother’s.We’re close enough in size that we can share things like sweats, but I’m taller and broader in the torso, so sharing shirts is trickier.Wearing his T-shirts is getting close to crop-top territory on me.
“Yeah, be out in a minute.”
As I walk past the bathroom, I say, “I’m getting changed in the other bathroom, I’ll be a minute.Wait for me if you need something—I don’t want you to hurt anything.”
She’s mumbling something about not being a baby or an invalid.My mouth quirks in sympathy.Not only is she dealing with discomfort from her injury, but it must be awkward having to ask someone else, especially me, to help her with intimate things when we aren’t intimate.It would be one thing if I was her boyfriend or lover, but I’m not.I’m her friend.Her kinda sorta brother-in-law.Not someone who should know she likes pink lace undergarments that make me think of strawberry frosting on scrumptious vanilla cupcakes.
After I change into a T-shirt and knit gym shorts, I think about stepping outside again to cool off since I don’t have time to take a cold shower right now.Would that be too obvious?The wind is still blowing, but I’m not hearing the rain.I wander to the front door and flip on the porch light.Oh shit.It’s snowing.A lot.And it’s sticking.
“What’s it doing?”Phoebe calls out.
“Snowing.Going to check.Be right back.”
I open the door and step out onto the porch.Holy hell.It’s cold.My boner situation is immediately resolved.I don’t walk too far because I don’t have shoes on and it’s gross out.I don’t know how much of an ice layer there is, but I’m seeing about two inches of snow on the porch rail, and the wind is blowing more snow.I guess we’ll have to see what it looks like in the morning.
After closing and locking the door, I walk toward the bedrooms.
“Ollie, can you help me?”she asks.
I stop outside her door and take a deep breath.“Sure.Okay to come in?”
“Yeah.”
My eyes are pointed to the ceiling, and I enter her room.“What’s up?”
“I need your help getting changed for bed.I can handle most of it, but if you can get me out of this bra and help me put on my pj’s, that would be awesome.”
How can I help without looking?Without touching?I swallow hard.“Sure.”
“I can handle taking off my T-shirt and putting on my top.If you can unhook my bra and pull off my jeans, I can handle the rest.Okay?”
My heart is beating so hard I can hear the whooshing in my ears.“Yeah, perfect.”
“Ollie?”
“Hmm?”
“You’re going to need to look at what you’re doing.I’m down here, not on the ceiling.I’m sorry this is so awkward.”
I lower my eyes and see the flush on Phoebe’s cheeks.Maybe she’s as embarrassed as I am.She’s tall for a woman, which I love.I’m still a foot taller than her, but that’s less of a height difference than with most women.It’s nice to not feel like I’m towering over someone.And she has gorgeous curves and looks like a perfect armful for someone like me.I can hug her without feeling like I’m going to break her in half.I’ve always been aware of my size and strength and have been cautious about using either of them, even on the ice.With her, I feel like less of a monster and more of a man.
“It’s okay.I’m good.Don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”
She reaches out with her good arm and lays a hand on my shoulder.Her touch sends an electric jolt through my body.We’ve hugged before and stuff, but not in a bedroom, not with her half-dressed, and not without family around.It’s never been the two of us.Alone.
“Ollie, you could never make me uncomfortable.You’re my best friend.”
Right.Best friend.That’s how she sees me.I’m her buddy.
