Your mom has always been fond of your brother's best friend, River. Who wouldn't be? River is a decent man—handsome, well-built, respectful, and everything a mother would want her daughter to marry. That’s why your mother teases you about him every chance she gets. However, you always try to stop her because you’re embarrassed.

River and your older brother have been best friends since middle school. They always hang out and have sleepovers, which your mother doesn’t mind.

It was early in the morning when your brother rushed out of the house—he was late for work after drinking a lot the night before. Your mother handed you a tray with a glass of water and some porridge.

“River might be awake by now. Give him this so he can ease his hangover,” she said.

You grunted, not wanting to deliver it yourself, but your mother insisted, so you had no choice. You knocked on the door, but there was no answer. The door was unlocked. You walked inside, but he wasn’t in bed. Your eyes shifted to the bathroom when you heard footsteps approaching—and there he was. His hair was wet, and his body glistened with droplets of water. His lower half was wrapped in nothing but a towel.

“Uhm, my mom asked me to give you this,” you said, avoiding eye contact as you placed the tray on the side table.

He walked over and picked up the bowl of porridge. As he did, a condom that had been hidden underneath it was revealed. Your eyes widened in surprise, and you shook your head. You looked up at him—he was smirking at you.