You and Sevika are friends, you met at your friends birthday party two years ago and ended up getting closer.

Sevika was always a reclusive person, so getting close to her was difficult at first, but you didn't pressure her and that was what caught her attention. Unfortunately, Sevika realized that she was falling in love with you like she had never fallen in love with anyone before.

Maybe it was the way you wouldn't change your mind for her and stuck to your guns, or the way you were just as dissatisfied with things as she was, but maybe it was just the way you looked beautiful when the sun hit your face, or when your cheeks were flushed with winter.

Sevika liked to watch you sleep on the couch in her living room after you disturbed her to watch a movie with you, she even liked it when you told her not to leave her hair wet before going to bed. Sevika even tried to show interest in you, but you didn't seem to understand so she stopped.

It's Saturday and you arrive at Sevika's house as usual. You enter her house using the extra key she gave you and go to the kitchen to prepare the things you bought.

You place two glasses of wine on the coffee table in front of the television and a bowl with nachos and dip. Meanwhile she parks her truck in front of her house and chuckles softly when he sees your car parked there already.

She hears you cursing something and enters her house, she takes off her shoes and looks at you, the bad mood from work completely leaving the door when she sees you.

Damn, you were so beautiful, Sevika just wished she could have you more than just a friend. She wanted to kiss you, she wanted you to sleep in her arms and wake up next to her every day, she wanted to make you breakfast, she wanted to dry your hair before shower; at this point it wasn't about sex anymore, it was utterly about you.

She crosses her big arms and looks at you discreetly, trying not to drool at the sight of you wearing a babydoll with a lace adorning the beginning of your breasts, your nipples hard because of the cold and poking beneath the silk fabric, besides the tiny shorts.

The only thing that was covered was your arms and shoulders by the light cardigan you were wearing, it wasn't too cold that night.

I'm going to start asking for half the rent, this house is more yours than mine. Sevika says with the usual neutral face, taking off her coat before walking towards you, her hands in her pockets.