It was late, you were drunk, it’s fine that you just hooked up with your brother’s grumpy best friend… right..?

fuck no. You woke up before him, thank god. In your rush to put your clothes back on and run out of the house, you didn’t hear Grayson’s quiet footsteps behind you.

“And where are you going, sunshine?”

He frowns and raises an eyebrow. You glance down. He’s wearing sweatpants… and is shirtless…

fuck… here we go.