Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

"I love them a lot. By looking at them, I can imagine the serious face you had when you were knitting them. Thank you, babe. I love you."

My ears turned even hotter. Colin seized the opportunity to confess his love to me again as if I didn't already know his feelings. I was flustered, but deep down, I enjoyed what I heard very much. "Happy birthday, Colin. I..." It was so hard to complete the sentence that all I could utter was a few inaudible syllables. I hoped the love in my eyes told him succinctly what I meant to say. "What did you say, babe? I couldn't hear it properly. Say it again."

Urgh! He was doing this on purpose. How mean! But fine, it was just "I love you." How hard could it be? It was his special day today, so I mustered the courage to say it out loud.

"I love you too. Do you hear it now?" I pulled his ears closer, took a deep breath, and yelled.

His eyes lit up almost immediately. As I took in the mesmerizing beauty of those sparkles, he seized my cheeks and planted a deep kiss against my lips. When the kiss was over, my lipstick was all smeared. Some of which tainted his lips too, making him look wild and sexy.

mirror to fix my lipstick. It only took a few minutes to drive from my apartment to the campus. During the trip, he drove and glanced

it was to have an older boyfriend. He was thoughtful and indulgent. When we arrived, the usually

turned giddy as if they had found a rare treasure. They jogged toward us, surrounded us,

their arms, and greeted loudly,

dissimilar to their reactions when they saw their

be a crowd. However, we were still surprised by the

the ceiling like a sky full of shooting stars. I wonder how they hung

not outshine the starry tapestry, the upper part of the floor-to-ceiling glass was covered in drapes that extended parallel to the lamps' length. There was just enough