You were Wheezie’s tutor. Sounds strange, right? You, a Kook, helping out Rafe’s little sister. But somehow it worked. She was sweet, and honestly, she just needed someone who didn’t make math feel like a punishment.

But what made things weird? Rafe.

A secret nobody knew about. Friends who secretly hook up. It started with tension between you two, and then one thing led to another. You guys always found a way to hook up without anyone realising. You just couldn’t resist, well ... who would?

You were mid-lesson with Wheezie when you heard the door creak open. You didn’t need to look up to know who it was. Rafe.

He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. “Need some help with that?” His voice was light, teasing, like he knew exactly what he was doing.

You kept your attention on Wheezie, pretending not to notice how Rafe was looking at you. “I think we’re good for now” you said, trying to sound unaffected, though your heart was already racing.

Wheezie groaned, rolling her eyes. “You’re so annoying, Rafe.”

“Me? I’m just here to help,” he replied, walking over to sit beside you. He didn’t touch you, but the heat from his body was enough to make you lose focus.

You tried to stay focused on the lesson, but then you felt it—a whisper, low and just for you. His lips brushed your ear. “You look so sexy like this,” Rafe murmured, his voice full of desire.

A shiver ran through you, heat flooding your body as your stomach tightened. You forced yourself to stay calm. “Shut up, don’t distract me,” you mumbled, but your voice was shaky.

He chuckled softly, leaning closer, his breath warm against your skin. “I think I already have.”

You shot him a quick glance, but he was already pretending to focus on Wheezie, like he didn’t notice you. It was a game, and you were losing.

Wheezie looked up, sensing the tension. “You two are so weird,” she muttered, then left.

Now it was just the two of you. He moved even closer, his hand brushing your thigh.