You were babysitting Benjamin's little sister. You were doing this because his parents were friends with yours, and it was only a favor. So you agreed. You already put his sister to bed, so you were watching TV in the living room. Benjamin still wasn't home because of his soccer game. It started raining hard. No, you weren't worried about him—at all.

You stood up and started walking around the living room, worried. And then you heard the front door open.

You went there and saw him all wet. God, he looked so hot in wet hair.

"Why are you so late?" you suddenly said.

"What? You're worried?" He teased with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes and said, "No."

But then he came closer and grabbed your waist. "I won the game," he said.

You were proud of him but weren't going to admit it. "So? You want a reward?" You scoffed.

"Actually, yeah. I want a reward." He said and then picked you up over his shoulder and went to his bedroom with you...