Zoe's P.O.V.

I rush out of the club, my body burning, my cheeks red, and my heart pounding in my chest after the intense kiss.

Fuck! I kissed Sky. I kissed my best friend. It felt so right and yet so confusing. It was something I never saw coming.

I can't believe I had my first kiss with my best friend. I don't know how I should feel. It's so overwhelming. I always thought my first kiss would be with someone I was romantically involved with, but now everything feels uncertain.

I replay the kiss in my mind, the feel of his lips on mine, the way his hands held me so possessively. It was intense, passionate, and everything I had never expected from Sky.

God! What's happening in my life?

Is it some kind of wild dream?

***

After reaching my apartment, I throw my bag on the couch and head straight to the bathroom. I splash cold water on my face, trying to make sense of everything. The kiss felt amazing, but it also complicates things. Sky is my best friend.

I look in the mirror and our kiss plays like a movie in front of me, turning me on.

How could we kiss each other? It's wrong. It'll ruin our pure friendship. I should've stopped him. But why didn't I?

"You can push me away and stop this now, Trouble. But if you don't, and I kiss you today, then you'll be fucking mine forever. There will be no turning back from that point on."

His words echo in my mind, driving me crazy. Did he really mean it? Does he actually feel that way about me? And more importantly, do I feel the same about him?

I don't know. I never saw Sky like that.

After changing into comfortable clothes, I pace around my room, replaying the moment in my head. Sky's words, his touch, the way he looked at me, the way his lips moved against mine—everything felt so intense, so overwhelming. But I can't deny the attraction I felt, the way my heart raced when he was close to me.

Yet, he's my best friend. If we cross this line, there's no going back. What if it ruins everything? I don't want to ruin our friendship, but I also can't ignore the spark I felt.

I collapse onto my bed, covering my face with my hands. I need to think this through. Maybe it was just the heat of the moment, the alcohol, the atmosphere of the club. Maybe we can pretend it never happened. But deep down, I know it's not that simple.

I check my phone and see a message from Sky.

Sky: Did you make it home?

I don't have the energy to reply. I need time to process this.

***

In the morning, I wake up groggy and exhausted. I check my phone again and see no new messages from Sky. Maybe he's giving me space, or maybe he regrets it too.

I'm still in shock after what happened yesterday. Sky kissed me. Oh God!

***

Sky's P.O.V.

I reach Zoe's apartment because I can't control myself any longer. I'm dying to know what's going on in her mind. What is she thinking about our kiss last night?

Is she regretting what happened between us?

No. She shouldn't regret our kiss.

As I step out of the elevator, I see Liam emerging from her apartment. My brows furrow, and I clench my fists in fury.

What is he doing here after I warned him to stay away from Zoe? Why can't he just stop coming between us?

As he leaves, I march towards Zoe's apartment. I ring the doorbell, tapping my foot impatiently.

Today, I'll make sure she understands that she's mine now, and I can't see her with another man. If anybody dares to touch her, I won't let it slide.

When she opens the door, I directly ask her, my tone filled with possessiveness, "What was Liam doing at your place, Trouble?"

She stares at me, startled, clutching the doorknob.

"Tell me." I glare at her.

"Sky, what's wrong with you? Why are you acting like my possessive boyfriend all of a sudden?" She avoids looking into my eyes. "We're just friends."

No, Zoe. You're wrong. Last night proved that we can never be just friends. There's an undeniable spark between us, a spark I've never felt with any other girl before.

I gently take her chin in my hand and tilt her head up, making her look at me. "Do you really think that after what happened between us last night, we're just friends, Zoe?" I ask, my eyes boring into hers.

She stares at me, her eyes filled with confusion. "What happened last night happened in the heat of the moment, Sky. We were drunk." She pushes me away and says in a grim tone, "It was a mistake."

Mistake? Does she really think our kiss was a mistake? She responded to me, and I saw the desire in her eyes. She wanted that kiss as much as I did. How can she just deny it?

"Don't say that, okay?" As I take a step closer to her, she steps back. "Just don't. Please, for God's sake, Zoe."

"Sky, please, can't we forget about the last night like it never happened and move on?" As she asks, my frown deepens.

What? Forget about last night?

She has no idea she's asking me to forget the best moment of my life. She wants me to forget how her lips tasted and how soft her skin felt. How can I pretend like nothing happened between us last night?