Sinful Nights

Cole

Oak and I have been best friends since we were five years old, and roommates since we moved out on our own. I live for our movie-night cuddles and seeing his face in the crowd at Peaches while I'm dancing onstage. None of his girlfriends has ever really understood our relationship, and while he's always chosen me, I know that one day he'll find the woman who accepts our dynamic, and I'll lose what we have.

I've never really felt the desire to be with someone, and hooking up feels like a chore. Oakley and I both identify as straight, and we don't really understand why everyone thinks we're something more than we are. So why, when it's suggested to try kissing my best friend, do I feel butterflies?

Oakley

When yet another relationship bites the dust, I decide to stop worrying about girlfriends and focus on my best friend. Watching Cole onstage from where I sit in my booth every night is the highlight of my week, but then again, everything with him is the best.

Eventually, I'm sure I'll find someone who gets what Cole and I mean to each other, but until then, it's game nights and nighttime cuddles with him when I can't sleep. I've never looked at Cole romantically . . . until the night he tells me he thinks we should try kissing. How didn't I know how incredible my best friend tastes?

Contains mature themes.