"Just Friends?"

Chapter 4

BRANDI'S POV

After a long day at the beach, Dylan and I decided to get a chicken wrap from the smoothie place we went to the other day. I couldn't stop thinking about the great day I spent with Dylan. We couldn't stop talking. I didn't want to and it seemed as if he didn't either.

...

"Come here beautiful." He says with a confident tone

I do as he says and I can't help but smile as he wraps his long thin fingers around my waist and pulls me into his embrace. He rests his chin on my head and let's out a deep sigh. I love the way his arms feel around me right now, I feel protected.

"What are you thinking?" I ask tilting my face to look at him.

"How insanely beautiful you are." He says with that crooked smile I love so much.

I can't help but blush and drop my head to look at the floor. He brings his hand to my chin and tilts my head back up to look at him. He's staring deep into my eyes and I know what's going to happen next. Before I know it, he's leaning down and I'm leaning in kissing him. His soft lips feel great against mine and I can feel his tongue tangling with mine.

I don't want to stop, I like it.

All too soon, he pulls away. I let out a soft whine and he laughs at my torture. "Brandi." he says.

"What?" I ask.

"Brandi," he keeps repeating my name "Brandi."

"What?!" I'm growing impatient.

"Brandi.." He repeats again.

This isn't real. I open my eyes and jump when I see Dylan sitting on my bed next to me. Oh my god! Did he hear me? Does he know what I was dreaming about? What was I dreaming about? I can't possibly have feelings for my best friend.

I can't. Can I? Oh boy. I have feelings for my best friend.