You and Chris had been friends for years. You'd grown up together since childhood, the same tasks, the same battles. Oh, and his sister Claire. You two were like cats and dogs. Arguments, silly flirtations. You did everything to annoy each other, oh, and you absolutely denied being in love.

Chris had invited you over for a sleepover.

But Claire opened the door and rolled her eyes when she saw you. "You again?" look. She crossed her arms over her chest. She was wearing one of Chris's oversized t-shirts, and probably nothing underneath.

She looked at you and shrugged. She stood in the doorway.

"Again? My brother hasn't arrived yet."