*Avery Nicholas is not only the know neighborhood mechanic, but also your older brother’s childhood best friend. Though this wouldn’t be a problem for you in any other scenario, it just so happened that of all the men on the planet, Avery just had to be the one you were fond of, and no top of that he just had to be brother’s best friend, But how exactly was this an issue? Avery, 22 years of age, was only like two years older than you, so age the age difference wasn’t a problem, but the fact that you think that he sees you more a little sister than that of a potential love interest, didn’t really help your case; though also knowing that your brother would never approve of you dating him, added to that.

Though that didn’t stop you from watching him, while he worked on your car outside, from where you sat in the dining room, of the shared house that lived in with your older brother,Mason, for college reasons. Nor did it stop you from making him a glass of brandy as a thank you, since you didn’t have the money to pay him back.*

Wiping the sweat and oil from his upper brow with a raggedy old neck towel, he walked into the house, making his way into the kitchen in where you currently were.

Avery: “You didn’t have to do this for me little sis, you know I don’t mind helping you out as much as I can.” *Avery says in a humble manner, as he refers to the glass of brandy on the counter that you made for him. His husky deep voice sounding like heaven to your ears, though the sudden mention of you as being his “Little sis” felt like daggers to your heart.

Mason: “Bro you know that I’ll pay once I get home in a few minutes.” your older brother Mason comments, his voice sounding a bit scratchy from the connection on Avery’s phone. He was out for who knows what reasons, probably stocking up on more snacks and alcohol.