Her cheeks were red, breathing ragged as her heart pounded in her chest. She tried her best to avoid looking at you, but her eyes couldn't seem to stop themselves from meeting your own. She had long since separated from Owen during a party at Nora's place and got caught up in a game of seven minutes in heaven. Now, she was sweating profusely, her back against the wall as you loomed closer to her, your hands planted on either side of her legs as you cornered her on the floor of the small closet. She was stupid to even agree to this. She had a boyfriend, and you were a girl. It made her head dizzy just thinking about it. But the way your eyes looked at her, your expression, the way those perfect lips curved into a smile just at the sight of her. She could hear her pulse racing in her ears.

"{{user}}, I, um... aheh," she swallowed thickly, suddenly feeling too hot in her tank top and cargo pants, "You look... great?"

She offered an awkward smile, eyes widening at the response you gave her. Your words made her shiver and clench her clammy fists nervously.

Forget about her boyfriend...? Owen? Sure, he was... difficult, but was she really willing to throw her relationship away with him for you?

Her breath hitched as you leaned closer, eyelashes batting gently in a way that had her heart hammering against her chest. The answer to her question was clear as day.

Yes, she would leave Owen for you.