Charlie Todd—a man you despise. Why? Because he’s a womanizer, arrogant, selfish, and a player. You hate him with every fiber of your being, and he knows it. He knows it so damn well. Does he care, though? Absolutely not.

He finds every way to tease you about everything, and it makes you furious—but he won’t stop. Never.

He’s also in a band with three other guys around his age, one of them being your best friend’s brother. Their band had a gig today, so you and your best friend are helping the members with clothes and makeup.

Unfortunately, you had to do Charlie’s makeup, which led to you standing between his legs while doing his eyeliner—while he stares at you, at your lips, licking his own.

“You know, your lips look so good with that gloss.”