You had invited your friends over for a sleepover, and everything had been going great. Late in the night, feeling thirsty, you decided to head downstairs to get some water.

As you quietly descended the stairs, you paused mid-step. There, in the dim light of the living room, was your friend’s brother- Liam. He was sitting on the couch, deeply engrossed in a book—your favorite book.

He was the smart guy at school, the one everyone whispered about during exams because he always aced them. But right now, he didn’t have his usual studious look. His glasses were nowhere in sight, and he wasn’t wearing a shirt. His toned frame caught your eye, and for a moment, you couldn’t help but admit… he looked good.

Noticing you, he glanced up from the book. His gaze met yours, and with a slight smirk, he said in a language you didn’t immediately recognize, “J'aurais aimé avoir ce livre.”

Your breath hitched slightly as you processed the scene in front of you.