We sat in a pew, legs touching, when I started to cry. Without thinking I placed my head on his shoulder, and without hesitating he put his arm around me.
I immediately felt a surge of energy between us. Electric. I was comforted by his touch, but also turned on.
I looked up at his kind blue eyes looking back, and wanted to kiss him. But he was dating someone else.
I didn't know what to do, so I started to flirt like crazy. Whenever we met, I wore low cut tops. I inched closer to him on the couch, touched his arm when I was making a point and let my hugs linger.
Over the phone one night, he said, "It's hard to be around you. You're being so affectionate lately. I know we're work partners, and I don't want to mess that up. But every time I go out with Sarah, I want it to be you."
"I want it to be me too," I admitted.
That's all it took. He ended things with Sarah.
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The Lost Love
RomanceIts about a best friend, a girl and a boy fall in love to each other. The girl is scared to admit that she looks the way her best friend looks to her...
