My Best Friend's Boyfriend
“All done. Got it tied and hard. Wouldn’t want to show those nice titties to those boys out there, am I right?”
I turned to give him a lash of my tongue at the audacity when I paused and tilted my head to get a really good look at him. Dark eyes, dark brows over them, dark hair blowing in the wind, nice high cheekbones, incredibly sexy, moisturized lips, great smile, very tall, and boy oh boy he’s hot. I’m 18, I’m in my final year in high school and yes I know a hot guy when I see one and this boy tops the chart.
His lips tilted up. “This is the part where you say ‘Thank you',” he whispered leaning toward me a bit.