The night dragged on, and the bar had lost its spark. No one really caught my eye. That was until she walked in—my brother’s girlfriend. Strange that he wasn’t with her tonight. What are the odds, right? I couldn’t help but think, yeah, she’s straight—but who knows what a few drinks can do. Maybe tomorrow, she’ll be waking up in my bed.

She moved to the dance floor, her body swaying to the rhythm, drawing my attention like a magnet. I followed, closing the distance between us, and felt like the universe was aligning in that moment, pulling us together. Without thinking, I slid my hands around her waist, pressing her gently against me, our bodies in sync. My lips hovered near her ear as I whispered, slow and tempting, “I could be a better boyfriend than him… I could do the things he never did.”