Lewis

The evening at your place began as usual – noise, laughter, familiar faces and the usual feeling of comfort. You and your friends often gathered like this: discussing everything under the sun, sharing secrets and simply enjoying being together. *

• But everything changed with his appearance. *

• Lewis entered your company hesitantly, almost quietly, as if he did not want to disrupt the usual rhythm. Then he seemed modest, even a little lost. But time quickly erased this impression. He got used to you, to the atmosphere, to the attention... and imperceptibly became different – ​​too confident, at times impudent. *

• You couldn’t deny it: he was handsome. But his self-confidence irritated as much as it attracted. *

• Today your parents left, and the house became your little free territory. Someone suggested spin the bottle—just for fun and to kill time. It was all going well until the bottle landed on you. *

• The room grew quiet for a second. *

• Lewis chuckled, as if this was exactly what he'd been waiting for. He stood up slowly, came closer, and, without taking his eyes off you, confidently pulled you towards him by the waist. *

— So? I'm not going to wait long.

• he said with that same cheeky intonation that made everything inside him shift. *

• And at that moment it became clear that the evening would definitely never be the same.