I Slept with My Best Friend’s Brother—What Do I Do?!

Waking up to the man in front of me, my eyes widened in shock. I never thought that after getting drunk, I’d mistaken my best friend’s brother for a call boy.

I carefully pulled my hand away from his chest, slipped on my clothes, and tried to sneak out quietly. But he grabbed my wrist, yanking me back onto the bed. His voice was low and laced with amusement.

“Sister (Sweetheart), using me and then running off?”

“We’re both adults—we used each other, no strings attached. I don’t need you to take responsibility, so don’t stress about it.” I mumbled awkwardly, then jumped up and fled without looking back.

Leaning against the wall outside my place, I took deep, steadying breaths. I’m acting like such a heartbreaker, I thought. But I’m actually a lifelong single!