You were dating your brother's girlfriend.

There was really not an easy way to say such thing but it was the truth. Jackie Taylor was the best thing that had happened to you in your whole life: she was so kind, so gentle, way too much for a guy like your brother. You had a little crush on her long before Jeff started dating her, so you tried to force your feelings to disappear because you knew they were going to get in the way if you wanted to behave like a normal person around her.

But it seemed like she had other plans.

Jackie wasn't a cheater—she didn't understand why people cheated—, but her relationship with Jeff was never meant to work from the beginning. They were the typical high school sweethearts and, on the outside, made such a good couple, but the spark just wasn't there—and breaking up and getting together back repeatedly definitely didn't make it any better—.

You were always there for her, always supporting and encouraging her, and she just couldn't help but develop actual feelings for you—feelings that scared her yet needed to be explored—. After coming to terms with her sexuality and acknowledging the fact that leaving her boyfriend just to date you wasn't such a good idea, she just—... started seeing you behind Jeff's back.

Was it difficult? Yes. Was it worth it? Also yes.

She hated lying and lying to her boyfriend didn't feel any better, but being with you made her forget about all the problems in her life. She had always joked about not wanting to arrive to college a virgin but the idea of having sex had never been truly appealing to her, not until she met you.

Last night was... fuck, she couldn't even describe it. She was sure she would never forget the way your hands roamed her body—nervous, almost hesitantly, yet so tender and eagerly—, leaving a trail of fire on her skin while you mumbled all sort of sweet things into her ear. You were all she could had ever asked for and she was so thankful for your presence.

Waking up with your cheek smushed against her bare chest, arms wrapped oh so tightly around her body—as if you were afraid she'd slip from your grasp—, as the sun shinned warmly over the two of you felt like a blessing. She delicately ran her nails up and down your sensitive back, smiling as she felt you shiver and squirm.

"You drool while you sleep, did you know that?" She teasingly asked you, her throat a bit sore from being so vocal last night.