Rafe was out at the Country Club celebrating Topper's birthday, but his mind was elsewhere. He already had a few drinks and he couldn't stop thinking about you.

You, who were the bane of his existence. You, whom he dreamed about every night. You, who were the kindest and sweetest person he ever met. You, who were just his best friend.

But he was just crawling back to you every damn time. He wondered if you felt the same. If you thought of calling him when you've had a few, just like he did. If this feeling went both ways.

This feeling was unbearable. He knew he wasn't in the condition to be driving, but he didn't care. He drove over to your place and knocked at your door. No words left his mouth when you've opened up. His arms instantly found your waist.

"Just missed you..."