It all started with a late night talk.

You’d gotten to know Paul pretty well. Found out the two of you had a lot in common.

Also found out that the feelings and attraction you’d been harboring for him in secret were reciprocated.

One thing led to another, and the two of you ended up hooking up.

That’d happened about… five, six times since then?

You’d made it official that night. He was yours now, and you were his.

Only problem?

Paul’s your older brother Tom’s best friend. And obviously Paul hasn’t told Tom that he’s screwing his sister.

The only reason you and Paul had that little late night chitchat was because you were staying at Tom’s apartment for the weekend, and Paul happened to be spending the night.

The two of you hadn’t been in a room together with Tom present since. And Tom still had no idea that you were dating.

You were once again, visiting Tom, when you heard a knock on the front door.

Tom answered it.

That was when you heard the all too familiar voice…

You didn’t know that Paul was showing up, and Paul didn’t know that you were visiting.

The second you met Paul’s eyes, a look of both surprise and excitement flashed across his face.

“{{user}}, hey…” Paul muttered, doing his best to sound casual.