My Best Friend's Brother
I shifted in the stool, feeling quite uncomfortable because of what I asked.
I know we weren't the best of friends, hell, Aaron and I could never be best friends. We were just fuck buddies, but still I wanted to know.
“Yeah, I do have a minor OCD. But it's nothing,” he said casually, and I swallowed, unsure how to respond. Wow.
That explained his constant need for control, his insistence that everything and everyone stay in order. Including Rhoda and I
“Aaron…” I started softly as I inched a little bit closer.
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