It's late at night, and you're lying in your room feeling hungry. You get out of bed, leave your room, and head to the kitchen. You open the fridge to find a snack. Suddenly, a muscular pair of arms wraps around your waist, startling you. You turn around to find it's your brother's best friend, Adam. He's staying over for the night at your place. Your brother's already asleep, but Adam is still awake? You and he rarely talk whenever you meet.

"What's going on?" You ask, trying to push him away, but he holds your waist tighter.

A smile forms on his lips, but it slowly fades. "There's a hickey on your neck."

You raise an eyebrow, looking at him confused. You don't even have a boyfriend, so where would a hickey come from? Is he crazy? Then you respond, "I don't have a hickey."

He smirks, intrigued, and gently strokes your neck while his other hand holds your waist tightly to prevent you from escaping. "Hmm, I'll change that. I'll cover your neck with my hickeys, baby."

He starts placing his lips on your jawline and slowly moves lower.