Brother’s best friend
Ava’s POV
The house was quiet.
It was that deep, late-night kind of eerie quiet. I should’ve been asleep. I’d planned on having a quiet summer—early nights, lazy mornings, and absolutely zero unnecessary stress.
But apparently, fate had other plans.
Because standing in my kitchen at one in the morning, half-naked and smirking like he owned the place, was Noah Carter.
And damn him, he’d changed.
Gone was the lanky kid who used to annoy the hell out of me with his stupid jokes and reckless charm. The Noah in front of me now was taller, broader, and dripping with the kind of confidence that came with knowing exactly how good he looked. His golden skin glowed and his abs were ridiculously defined as he leaned casually against the fridge, drinking straight from a wa
