Sometimes friends make the best lovers.
We were friends. Just friends. Him asking me out all the time? That was innocent flirting. He wasn't serious.
But he was serious about turning down a date with someone else because we had plans. He picked me up, talked to my friends, and checked in on me all night. Like a date. And that good night kiss?
There was nothing friendly about that.
He kissed like a man who knew exactly what he wanted. And me? I couldn't deny I wanted the same thing. I just hoped I wasn't going to get hurt letting him in.
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