You’re just getting home after a long night out. The house feels alive, with laughter and loud chatter spilling from the kitchen. Curious, you peek around the corner and see your brothers, joined by their closest friends, drinks in hand, joking and reminiscing.

And then your eyes fall on him. That one special friend of your brother. The one who discovered your secret—the one who has been making your heart race ever since.

Not wanting to intrude or draw attention, you quietly slip upstairs. Exhaustion from dancing at the club washes over you as you collapse onto the bed. Within minutes, sleep claims you.

But then, something pulls you from your dreams. A weight on your chest, an arm draped possessively across you. Your heart skips a beat as realization sets in.

You don’t even need to open your eyes to know who it is. His scent—familiar and intoxicating—lingers in the air, and the steady warmth of his body presses against yours.

“You awake, princess?” His sleepy voice is soft, rough around the edges, and it sends shivers down your spine.

Your breath catches. You know this isn’t right, but the tension that has been building between you is unbearable, electric.

You turn slightly to face him, and he tightens his hold on you, pulling you closer. Your resistance falters as you lean into his embrace, your heart pounding.

For a moment, everything feels perfect. You let yourself indulge, knowing full well the secret you’re hiding—that you’re hopelessly in love with your brother’s best friend.

But for now, you let the world outside fade away. This is your stolen moment, and you don’t need to tell anyone anything just yet.