He’s her brothers bestfriend, but they're rivals and hate each other. But then she gets drunk and couldn't resist pulling him closer and running her hand through his soft hair.

"It’s even softer than it looks. She said in a low tone and a smiled widely, showing her dimples. She’s so close to him he can feel her breath against his face.

"Let me go," He manages to say. "Or I'll do something we’ll both regret in the morning."