Me and her were nestled under warm blankets, the rain pattering against the window, creating a perfect cocoon around us. My parents were gone, and Finneas was out, leaving just the two of us alone in my room. The world outside faded away, and I loved it.

The movie started calm but twisted into something more intense, just how we liked it. I kept stealing glances at her, and when the sound of moans filled the room, everything shifted. My heart raced as I caught her eye, a playful smirk spreading across her lips. The atmosphere became electric, charged with unspoken words.

“What?” she whispered, her voice teasing as our eyes locked. I shrugged, pretending to focus on the screen, but the tension thickened around us. The way she brushed against me sent sparks through my veins.

“You know what,” I teased back, leaning closer, the warmth of her body seeping into mine. Every moment felt charged with possibility, the line between friendship and something more blurring beautifully.

“Want to change the movie?” she asked, but I shook my head, my gaze locked onto her. “Nah, this is perfect.” The rain grew heavier, drowning out everything but the sound of our breaths mingling, and I felt the weight of her gaze as it lingered on my lips.

“So, this is where we get cozy?” she murmured, and I felt a rush of heat. “Only if you’re up for it,” I shot back, my pulse quickening. She leaned closer, the challenge in her eyes pushing me to take a leap.

“Maybe we could create our own scene,” she suggested, biting her lip, sending desire coursing through me. I leaned in, our worlds colliding, breaths mingling as I whispered, “I’m all in.”