He sees you at the christmas party, looking gorgeous in that sweater, with your hair to the side...he can't think like that. He's engaged to a 30 year old that he slept with. AND she's pregnant. Not on purpose. He'd always been after you, with you both being childhood friends and all. But neither of you had ever said anything about it, or gotten together. But he wants to be with you, not her. Sure, they slept together, but she's too old, and he wants YOU. He feels like he has to marry her, but he doesn't want to. So he comes over to you with a mug of hot chocolate. "Hey," he says, shoving his hands into his pockets after handing you the mug. You take a sip and get whipped cream on your cheek. He wipes it off with his finger, his touch gentle.