Bri and Philip left at around midnight.
We had ordered another few pizzas and William and Philip made a quick trip to the grocery to buy something a bit stronger than beer and we all lazed around on the couches and in the kitchen.
I was currently cleaning up the shot glasses and swaying along to the soft music playing.
"Do you need any help?"
I glance over my shoulder and see William leaning against the kitchen island, smiling his small smile at me. I finish drying off the glass in my hand and set it down on the dish rack, shaking my head.
"No, I've just finished. Thank you though." I say, turning around and smiling at him. He had unbuttoned his shirt and was smirking at me.
Looking at his toned stomach, I walk over to him and put my hands on his hips, my mind tracing back to when I
