I Fell in Love at First Sight with My Best Friend's Ice-Cold Brother

: Please Take Care of Me

2

This guy was so forward, I could barely handle it.

I hurriedly threw on some clothes.

And ran downstairs.

At the front door stood a man in a black suit, looking austere and refined.

His jet-black eyes, like a vast, starry sky, burned into me.

Suddenly, the courage that had just swelled up inside me seemed to vanish into thin air.

I shuffled my feet, inching my way toward Quinn Caldwell.

Quinn Caldwell had his hands in his pockets, a half-smile playing on his lips as his obsidian eyes watched me.

His deep voice held a slight tension as he asked teasingly.

"What's wrong? Weren't you being so brave just now?"

"Chickening out already?"

I…

'You're supposed to see it and not say it, you know?'

My palms were damp, but I straightened my clothes, lifted my chin, and put on my bravest face.

'I can be a coward on the inside, but I have to keep up the bravado.'

"What are you talking about, 'chickening out'? I always follow my heart."

"Oh? So you're saying everything you said earlier was for real?"

"Real. More real than pure gold."

"Good!" The tension in his jaw eased, and the corners of his mouth lifted, as if pulled upward by invisible strings.

He held out a pair of picture-perfect hands. "Girlfriend. Please take good care of me."

Huh?

'Wait, is that it? I'm getting my wish just like that?'

I couldn't quite believe it.

I wanted to reach out and pinch myself.

But then, a large hand wrapped around mine. "What are you spacing out for? Having second thoughts?"

"No second thoughts, not at all!" 'Only a fool would have second thoughts.'

"Good. It's too late for second thoughts now anyway."

Quinn Caldwell took out his phone and pressed play.

He'd actually recorded our conversation.

"Here's the evidence."

'This man… how could he be so damn lovable?'

'It wasn't just that his looks were my perfect type. It was his voice, his smile, the things he said, the things he did…'

'Every single thing about him pushed all my buttons in the best possible way.'

I knew I was a goner.

"Okay," I mumbled, lowering my head shyly, my voice barely a whisper.

"You should head back, then," his gentle voice said from above me.

"Huh? That's it?" The moment the words left my mouth, I wanted to bite my tongue off.

My fair face flushed as red as a rooster's comb.

I scrambled to cover my tracks. "No, I mean, it's just, a little sudden. Um, I'll, uh, be going now…"

Mortified, I covered my face and was about to turn and bolt.

A large hand caught my arm.

I was slowly turned back around.

My heart hammered like a frightened fawn as I opened my eyes to that handsome face drawing closer and closer.

Quinn Caldwell's lips slowly pressed against my forehead.

Cool and soft.

It was as if a million fireworks exploded in my mind.

My head was spinning.

"My apologies. It's my first time being someone's boyfriend. I'm still new to this."

"So you'll have to teach me, hm?"

He looked at me sincerely, his voice filled with a charming humility.

'This man was dead set on robbing me of sleep tonight.'

Under the spell of his dark eyes, I nodded emphatically. "Mm-hm, okay!"