He smirks at me from across the room and I look away jittering my leg up and down. I felt a strong hand on my thigh and look up.
"You okay?" I nodded and glance back across the room. He smirked a little more and turned his attention to something else. I look up at the man next to me, he smiles at me. He's completely in love. He treats me right, he respects me, he goes over and beyond what he has to for me. So why does the man across the room catch my attention so much more. I think I'm a shitty person. The worst part is that's his best friend.
Authors note:
Hey y'all! This is literally something I just thought of and thought it would make for an alright story so I'm writing it. I don't have cover art or even a good description yet. I definitely ain't proof reading either lmaoo so you get what you get 🫶🏻
