I groan as the alarm clock went off, with my eyes still closed I reach over at the nightstand to turn it off only to find it empty and the alarm still going. I opened my eyes and looked at the empty nightstand then turn to look at the next side of the room. 

My eyes widen at the sight beside me. 

  Andre Moretti, my brother's best friend and the man I've loved for eighteen years, sleeping peacefully and completely naked. I felt my cheeks heat up as the memory of last night replayed in my mind. 

I slept with Andre. I slept with my brother's best friend. 

I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. How the hell did this happen?

Andrea came to visit. We talked, drank and then we kissed and the kiss was only the beginning. 

   I knew exactly what I was doing when I put on that silk nightgown and went to his room. I knew exactly what I was doing when I told him to kiss me. I knew exactly what was going to happen when I told him not to stop. I knew the consequences of my actions and yet I still slept with him. If I didn't do anything I would have regretted it and now that I have slept with him I regret it.  

What on earth possessed me to go on have sex with Andrea Moretti? 

Love. 

   I've been in love with him for years and when he finally placed his gorgeous lips on mine I wanted more, graved more and now I want nothing more than to get the hell out of this bed and as far away from him as possible. 

This was a mistake. 

  I looked down at his hands which were wrapped tightly around my waist and sighed. How am I going to escape without getting caught?

  The alarm had stopped but it was only temporary, it would start again in a few minutes and by that time I should be out of this room, out of Andrea's arms. 

  I rest my head back on the pillow and took the time to admire his face. Even when he was sleeping he still manages to touch my heart. There was just something about the way he looked, innocent, vulnerable and strong. 

   I looked away. I had to get out of this room before he wakes. I wouldn't be able to bear the look on his face when he realized what we did last night. I wouldn't be able to handle it if he looked me at told me it was a mistake. 

I need to get away from him while there is still time.

  Moving as carefully as I could, I eased his hand from around my waist and moved towards the edge of the bed. I pushed myself off the bed then bent down to pick up the garments that Andrea had taken off my body the night before. When I finished picking up the three items I tiptoed to the door and opened it slowly. Trying as hard as possible not to make any noise. If Andre woke up now then I'd be forever scarred. 

I didn't want to have a memory that involved me getting caught sneaking out, naked. 

   A sigh of relief can from me when I exit the room and close the door behind me without a sound. I quickly walked over to my room and entered, shutting the door behind me. I rest my head on the door and sighed, I stayed door of a few seconds until the alarm went off again. I walked over to my bed and turned it off. 

   I sat down at the edge of my bed and looked down at my naked body. Evidence of last night was still there. Right below my navel was very red spot and between my thighs had a slight pain from last night activities. 

My body finally knew what it felt like to be touched by a god.  

   The memory of last night was the centre of my thoughts and I couldn't get the thought out of my head. His kisses, his strokes and his touch were burning in memory. The memory of our trembling bodies as we orgasmed. It was the most exciting feeling I've ever felt and probably will ever fell. It was over. My special night with Andrea was over. 

 I shake my head. I need to stop thinking about last night and start thinking about today. I have a class at eight and I can't miss it, not when the topic I planned is coming on the final exam. 

   I stood from the bed and walked over to my bathroom and entered. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. 

   Thank god, I got away when I did. My hair was a mess and my eyes looked tired. I didn't like a girl that just had the best night of her life and I definitely didn't feel it either. All I want to do now is bang my head against the mirror and curse myself at my stupid mistake. 

What the hell was I thinking?

  "Never been surer. I want this. I want you." The words came back to haunt me. Yes, I wanted him and I still do, probably always will but sleeping with him was a mistake. Not only is he my brother's best friend but he was one of mine too. Our relationship would never be the same again.  How could I look him in the eyes after last night?

  I know him and when he wakes up he's going to regret last night as much as I do. He's going to say how sorry he is and that it was a mistake, one that will never happen again because he values his friendship with my brother too much. 

  I sighed and turn away from the mirror and walk to my shower. I drew the shower curtain away and entered. 

   Maybe I can wash away last night from my body and if I'm lucky to wash it from my heart and mind as well. 

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"Good morning." I jumped at the voice walking towards me. I placed my teacup down and look across at Andrea. He was completely naked except the towel that was hanging on his waist. 

I looked away and swallowed. "Good morning."

"You creep out of the room early," he said as he took a seat directly in front of me. 

Without looking up at him I replied to his statement, "I have to go to work."

  He placed his hands under my chin and lift my head making me look directly into his beautiful eyes, "Really? You aren't trying to escape me?"

  Of course, I was trying to escape. I didn't want to wake up to you telling me how much of a mistake last night was. 

  "I have a nine-grade class at eight. I make it a rule for my students not to be late so I can't be. Can't break my own rule, how would respect me if I did?" It was half the truth.  I looked away from his eyes and then I lifted the glass of mint tea to my head. 

"So you weren't trying to escape me?" he asked.

I placed the mug down and shook my head. "I wasn't trying to escape you." 

"Good," he affirmed in a low voice. "About last night."

Here we go.

  "Let's not go there." Lift my head and looked into his eyes. "We both know we made a mistake. We had a little too much to drink and we got carried away." I stood up from my chair and walked into the kitchen. 

"Is that what you think?" he asked with a frown. 

  I frowned, "It's not what I think it's the truth. We had too much to drink and lost control of our senses. We both know this wouldn't have happened if we were sober."

"Are you saying I had to get you drunk to sleep with you?" he was starting to sound angry. 

  I shook my head, "Of course not. What I'm saying that we weren't thinking straight. We had too much to drink. You're my brother's best friend. Jules will freak out if he found out what happened last night. He can't find out. No one can." 

  His muttered under his breath and shook his head, "We knew exactly what we were doing last night. I asked you and you said yes, you gave me permission. You knew what you doing. You were a virgin."

I sighed, "So yes I did and yes I was a virgin. A twenty-five-year-old virgin. It was about time I had sex."

"So that's all I was to you?" he stood from the chair but didn't make any move to come close to me. 

  Even though it killed me, I nod my head and lied. "Yes. I wanted to lose my virginity and you were there so why not?"

  He shook his head, scowling and he clenched his fist. He gave a cynical laugh, "I never knew you could be such a cold-hearted bitch, Jaimee but I guess I know now." his words hurt but I deserved them, "Enjoy your day at work, I'll be gone before you come back." he turned away and walked straight to bathroom slamming the door behind him. 

  Tears that I didn't know I was holding in fell. I quickly wipe them away. If I didn't say last night was a mistake, he would have. I did the right thing. 

I did what's best for me but why the hell did I feel so awful?

Because last night was the best mistake of my life.

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