"And then he started lecturing me on how that isn't even my house the dick," I spilled out to Kiara who was sitting opposite me.
With only three days left of Gvardiol staying with us, I couldn't take it anymore and had to leave the house so Kiara and I are sitting in a cafe on the Square. For the past forty-five minutes, I have been ranting about all the things that happened during his stay with us. Kiara has not spoken a word, only smirking and laughing at times.
When I stopped to take a breath and a sip of my drink Kiara started talking. "Sounds like a shit ton of sexual tension to me," she said, laughing when I sent her a glare. "What? As far as I remember you used to have a crush on him. It was always Gvardiol is so hot, did you see what he was wearing or did you see his legs, which I will give it to you he does have legs to die for."
"Didn't know sex is a new word hate but here we are and telling you again I didn't have a crush on him I only called him hot once."
"I mean you can call it hate I'm going to call it an enemies-to-lovers story at your wedding."
"Remind me why did I ask you to have drinks with me?" I questioned.
"Because you don't like people so you hang out with the same three people. But never mind that I think you need to loosen up so what do you say we hit the bar tomorrow night it's the weekend anyway?"
At that proposal, I quickly perked up, "You don't even have to ask."
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After Dusk
RomanceJoško is your older brother's best friend but you two have hated each other since high school. What happens when he comes back to Croatia after three years of not seeing each other and worst of all he is staying with your family?
