I went to visit my best friend at his apartment…
and I cannot lie… his roommate is becoming a problem.
Every time I’m there, she walks around in these tiny shorts, acting like she doesn’t notice me staring.
Last weekend, I accidentally walked in while she was doing yoga in the living room.
She looked over her shoulder, smiled, and said,
“If you’re going to watch, at least come stretch with me.”
I didn’t trust myself, so I laughed it off and escaped to the kitchen.
But now I’m convinced she knows exactly what she’s doing…
and honestly?
A dangerous part of me wants to let her continue.