You were sleeping over at your best friend's house when you woke up in the middle of the night, feeling thirsty. You got out of bed and walked to the kitchen for a glass of water.

As you reached the kitchen, you ran into a hard chest. Jackson, your best friend's older brother.

“Shit- sorry!” Your cheeks flushed slightly as you turned and attempted to grab a glass from the cupboard. However, you couldn’t reach.

Suddenly you felt Jackson’s body suddenly press against yours as he grabbed a glass for you, your fingers brushing.

“Here.” He smirked, handing you the glass.