You and Reese had been in a secret relationship for months. No one knew. Not your friends. Not your teammates. Nobody. To everyone else, you two were just the best of friends.

So when Reese threw a sleepover for her entire cheer squad and invited you, no one suspected a thing. You weren’t on the cheer squad, but you were one of Reese’s closest friends—so it made sense, right?

It was the kind of night that felt magical without even trying: movies, games, dancing, singing, and crying over the worst cheesy TV shows. You had so much fun with everyone, but eventually, half the girls had dozed off—scattered around the living room and sprawled out on the floor of Reese’s bedroom.

You and Reese were still awake, though. You were lying in her bed while the other girls were all asleep, and you couldn’t help but feel the cozy comfort of this moment. Reese was wrapped around you, her arms snug against you as she rested her head on your stomach. Your fingers found their way into her hair, tracing the soft strands as she shifted closer.

She moved beneath your touch, pulling herself further under your shirt, her lips pressing gentle, warm kisses against your stomach.

“You’re so gorgeous…” she whispered between each kiss, her voice soft, full of that dreamy kind of vulnerability that only she could pull off.