JACOBI had, for my entire life, always considered myself a confident guy. It helped me in life, especially in the dating department. Like, I wasn't stupid—I knew I was good looking and funny too. But dating Michael tore at my self-confidence sometimes...A few weeks after comfortably dating and seeing each other, I was beginning to question why Michael was with me. Did he like me, or was I just the first available guy he could find?That last thought always managed to slash at my heart. Even though him and I discussed this many times. But still! What if Michael wasn't really that into me? What if that were the case?Unlike me, Michael was extroverted and usually got along with anyone he met. It was sometimes infuriating how the guy always smiled at others and received smiles in return. I was certain Michael could cajole a burglar into turning themselves in.He was charming. And beautiful in this irritating way. He was shorter than me and less muscular, but he made up for it with hi
MICHAELJacob drove me absolutely bonkers.How can someone be so criminally sexy and be so insecure at the same time?And so dumb sometimes. Like right now when he was grilling me about the guy in the flower shop. I mean, seriously?"Jacob..." I tried to make my voice sound deeper, so he knew how serious I was being. "What are you even talking about?""That guy at the flower shop was flirting with you, and you were flirting back," Jacob grumbled.I lifted my eyebrows. "I was?""Okay, not really. But you were really friendly.""I am always friendly, Jacob," I laughed."That's a problem."I laughed even harder, earning a glare from him. After I asked him about how he saw his future with me, we had an emotional moment. He told me how much I meant to him, and he'd go through all the obstacles to be with me.It was going great. We were kissing and hugging in the car. But then...somehow, he circled back to his jealousy over some guy I don't even know? This silly man."Why are you talking ab
JACOBI kept my mouth shut as promised and didn't make fun of Michael as I watched him dance around the kitchen, wearing an apron.God, I wish the apron was the only thing he was wearing though!We never did make it to his parent's house to break the news to them. Instead, we both decided to wait a few more months. Then, after a while, we decided to invite them over to our house.Our house...it feels so strange to call it that, but Michael and I decided to move in together because why should we even bother waiting when both of us knew we couldn't live without each other?"La la la ladi da da hmm," Michael was humming a tune I couldn't recognize. He seemed to be in a relaxed mood and that shocked me. Wasn't he nervous about his parents visiting at all?"Aren't you worried about how your dad will react?" I asked."Hmm? Why would I be worried?" he waved the spatula at me, then started stirring the pot."Because the last time I checked, he is homophobic and possibly would have a heart att
Alison POV Today was a special day. Because it wasn't just any ordinary day, it was my older brother Jacob's wedding day. Life has a funny way of twisting and turning things because my brother was getting married to none other than Michael, my ex-boyfriend. I used to think Michael was the one for me, but now? I couldn't imagine him with anyone else other than Jacob. These two were completely and utterly in love, and I couldn't help but envy them. I wish I could find someone who loved me like that! "Looking hot, Ali. That dress really accentuates your perfectly round ass," Nolan whispered near my neck, and I nearly exploded in flames. This fucker did not know how to stop being an asshole! "Thanks, Nolan. I see you clean up well," I said. I refused to let Nolan piss me off on Jacob and Michael's special day! Besides, I wasn't giving him a fake compliment. I hated to admit it, but he looked good in his tux that was perfectly tailored to fit his body. I could see the outlines of hi
MICHAEL "You aren't even listening!" I jolted back to reality as I heard the high-pitched voice of Alison, my girlfriend of two months. She was sitting in front of me and glaring. "Sorry...what were you saying?" I chuckled nervously. I had the bad habit of zoning out mid-conversation. My friends always made fun of me for it and called me Mr. Daydreamer. "I was telling you about the dinner this Saturday. So you can meet my family, remember?" Alison said. "Don't tell me you forgot!" she gasped. "Oh, right. The dinner with parents. Scary stuff," I said and scratched my head as I tried to remember our conversation from last week. I met Alison in my Introduction to Sculpture class in college and we instantly hit it off. I thought she was cute with her wild and crazy curls, big brown eyes, and full lips. I threw a cheesy pickup line at her and she thought I was funny. At least that's what she said, but let's fa
MICHAEL "So you are the twerp my sister had been seeing," Jacob said and stared at me intently. His intense green eyes looked through the veil of his eyelashes and bored into mine. I suddenly felt a shiver running down my spine. I shifted my feet and looked him up and down in silence. I needed to assess him and see what I was dealing with. He was slightly taller than me. He had a strong, well-defined jaw and a sharp nose. His messy black hair was scattered over his forehead and went past his ears but was not quite long enough to touch his shoulders. I couldn't help but notice the outlines of his muscles that rippled each time he moved. I bet he had six-pack abs underneath that thin t-shirt, I thought. "Are you gonna just stand there like a lamppost, or are you gonna say something?" Jacob barked. "Be nice, Jacob!" Alison scolded him. Jacob didn't look at her and kept his eyes on me. "I would be a lot nicer if I hadn't j
JACOB The dinner was finally over and I was eager to go on my date. It's been a while since I've been out with a guy because I kept meeting creeps who wants nothing but a quick fuck. Well...it's not that I don't like it. I was just starting to get tired of playing around. It was about time I settled down, as Alison mentioned earlier. Nah, I am just kidding. I was nowhere near ready to settle down. What's the fun in that? But for some reason, I felt a twinge of jealousy when I saw her with that new guy. What was his name? Mike? No, it was Michael. I had watched him closely as I tend to do with all of her boyfriends. She was my only sister, so I was naturally protective over her. But Michael seemed alright. He was tall and lean with a head full of light brown hair. He was nicely built as far as I could tell. I noticed a small scar on his chin. When he looked at me with curiosity, his light blue eyes looked expressive and intelli
MICHAEL I said something impulsive and now I regret it. I told Alison that I wanted her brother to join us on our date. I could hardly think when I was around him. And we only hung out for a few hours and we barely talked. Why did I think it was a good idea to spend a whole evening with him? Maybe it was a good idea. I must be overthinking things, and maybe once I spend more time with him, I won't feel flustered anymore. I mean, what am I feeling flustered about in the first place? I had no idea. Alison and I decided to meet them at a Steakhouse for dinner. The plan was to eat some dinner then hit up the local bar to have drinks and play pool. "Um...do we really have to do all that? Can't we just have dinner and go to the movies?" I asked Alison. "Oh come on, we won't be able to talk during the movie, so that would defeat the purpose of spending time together," Alison said dismissively. That was the idea. I fel