there’s always been something between you and jake—something electric, something unspoken. a spark that lingered in every glance, every fleeting touch, every moment where the air felt just a little too charged to be just friendship. you never put a name to it, but it was there. undeniable.

and the truth? you’ve been into jake for a while now. maybe not as much as before, not enough to make a move first, but enough to notice the way your heart still jumps when he gets too close. you’d be lying if you said there wasn’t a small part of you waiting for him to make a move.

the bass thrums through the party, shaking the floor beneath you, but you barely notice. not when jake is pushing through the crowd, eyes locked onto yours like he’s had his sights set on you all night.

“having fun?” he asks, voice smooth, teasing.