I opened the dorm room door, taking in my best friend. He was dressed in a pair of ripped up jeans that hugged his muscled legs just right. He had on a black leather jacket and black boots with a matching black t-shirt that hugged his torso in all the right places.
My palms itched to reach out and touch him. To map out his body and spend hours touching him in all of the ways that I knew he liked. I knew his body just as well as my own but I could say the same for him.
A silver chain hung around his neck, on the end there was a little heart with an ‘E’ engraved onto it. I’d asked him to take it off. We were best friends and I knew that any potential mate for him that saw it would be scared off. He refused and I had to admit, I liked seeing him wear that necklace and I couldn’t explain why
