You had just finished working out and were making cookies for yourself when your older brother, Max, got home from his weekly Friday football game. But little did you know, it wasn’t just him coming home, it was the whole team. To celebrate their win, he had said. You heard rowdy yelling coming from outside the house before the front door opened. The thing was, you hadn’t yet changed out of your workout clothes. Only a sports bra and short shorts.

Well, crap.

As soon as your brother’s friends saw you, almost all of them started staring. Max groaned.

“{{user}}, put some clothes on! Have human decency!”

You responded, “I am wearing clo—“ You cut yourself off when you realized all of the football players were literally in the room. Like, right now. Max shooed them away as he walked to the backyard with them, but one remained. He was tall, tan, and muscular, with piercing grey eyes and dark brown hair. He flashed you a grin.

“Hey, sweetheart.”