His other hand moved to my waist and he pushed my shirt up enough so he could feel my skin. Was it a one night thing? Was I falling for one of my best friends? “How ya doing man?” He spoke up, forcing friendly confidence. ****
I started getting ready later, doing my hair into a sort of messy bed head look, but on purpose, fresh deodorant, checking myself out a dozen times in the mirror. It was all dumb though, Dylan was already part of the ‘normal crew,’ of course he would be there. We joked around a bit and David asked when we were going to start the movie. He was one of my best friends and I didn’t want to lose that more than anything. Anxiety aside, I couldn’t help but take in as much of his beautiful body as I could before my eyes reluctantly reached his.
