"A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other...Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever"

I laughed, watching him bounce around the room, flapping his arms while clucking like a chicken, teasing me for not wanting to watch a horror movie. He stopped and faced me. "You know that I will always protect you from the big bad monsters, right?" he said while striking a rather ridiculous looking superman pose. I giggled and he continued to strike different 'macho' poses.

It has always been like this, ever since we met a decade ago. He promised to always protect me and make me laugh if I promised to always calm him down and keep his head from blowing up to far. No, we are not a couple. Just best friends, but there always has been such a fine line between what we were and what we aren't, it seemed a little blurred sometimes.

We flirt shamelessly all the time, I hand feed him cookies, he protects me from everything, I never pay for dinner when I am with him, I give him massages... the list goes on! People have been telling me since we were fourteen that we would get married someday. I never know if that's true or not but really, he's my best friend and I love him so much, I really wouldn't mind! I mean come on, how many nineteen year old boys would go out and buy a girl tampons? TAMPONS! Yeah, all our friends say I have him whipped.

He sits beside me after putting in the horror movie, and pulls me onto his lap. I snuggle into his chest as the lights go out and the room gets dark except for the story on the screen. I cringe at all the scary parts since I am a complete chicken and he rubs my back soothingly. "You owe me for this, big time!" I whisper into his ear at a particularly scary part where a girl is being eaten. He looks down at me and smiles before winking and looking back at the screen.

Eventually, I just give up on the movie completely and I move to straddle his lap where I wrap my arms around his neck and fall asleep. This may not seem normal for best friends, but it is for us.

As I sleep with the soothing sound of his heart beat pressed against my ear, I dream about all the 'what if?' moments we have had and boy there are a lot of them.

When we were fifteen and he is shopping for a ball dress with me, and I step out of the room and ask him to pull up the zipper. He wraps his arms around my waist and rests his chin on my shoulder as we both look into the mirror. "You look beautiful," he whispers and kisses my cheek. I roll my eyes and turn to look at him. "You have said that about every one of them!" I say. "Who says I'm talking about the dresses?" he says. I look into his eyes and there is something there that says something is going to happen. He looks at my mouth and slowly starts to move in... when a saleslady comes over and we jump apart.

We are seventeen and at my aunts wedding, sitting across the table from each other with a group of friends. We make eye contact and I get the smile that is completely reserved for me only. He motions towards the dance floor before raising an eye brow. I lean across the table and he leans forward too. I reach up and pat his cheek saying "You wish," but we stay there. I look into his eyes and we start to get closer and closer... before I am ripped away by my cousin wanting to do the Cotton Eye Joe dance.

Were nineteen and are laying in the snow just laughing after having a wrestling match. He rolls over onto me, wiping snow off my face with his warm, big hands and slowly traces my lips with his index finger before looking up into my eyes. We start getting closer... when a snow ball comes and smashes into our faces.

These moments continue, flashing through my mind as I remember the sexual tension from every single one of them and I decide right then and there, on top of him, that I somehow have to get him before it kills us both. I open my eyes and stretch while looking up at him. The horror movie still plays on in the background.

He looks down at me. "I'm going to go and take a bath," I'll see you after I'm done, okay?" I say and he nods before taking his arms from around me and letting me climb off of him.

As I walk towards the door of our shared bathroom, I turn and look at him. He is bathed in the blue glow from the screen and he looks so calm and peaceful. He looks like home.

I turn towards the bathroom, knowing what I needed to do.

I was going to seduce him.

Him who has been my best friend for a decade and who I've been madly in love with for most of them without even realizing it. I was pretty sure that he felt the same for me and I had a plan to make him admit it.

I ran the bathtub with hot water and poured a ton of bubble bath into it. Next, I stripped and piled my hair on the top of my head with a few strands hanging down around my face. Finally, I poured my (and his) favourite lavender and honey oil that matches the sent of the bubble bath. He loved to stick his nose in my neck and smell the sweet scent.

I get into the steaming water gingerly and wait for what I know will soon be coming.

He knocks on the door. "Love, do you need anything?" He has called me Love ever since I had taken a liking to British boys and accents during my Harry Potter faze.

"Actually, could you come in and light the candles for me? I forgot before I got in!" I called nervously. There was a second of silence because I had never actually asked him to come into the bathroom when I was having a bath before. Then, the door swung open just a bit and he peeked around the corner.

He looked around before spotting the lighter beside the candles. He flicked off the light before practically running across the room without glancing at me once. He lit one candle, two... six candles around the bathroom creating a highly seductive and flattering lighting.

He turned to face the bath but looked at the floor scratching his head awkwardly. "Umm, is that it?" I giggled. "You know you can look at me, I'm covered," I said.

He slowly looked up and saw me in all the glory that I had created.

He stared.

I giggled smugly again.

"You know... there is one more thing you could for me..." I trailed off while leaning onto the edge of the tub with my arms crossed, pushing up my bust. He gulped and said hoarsely "And what may that be?"

I breathed deeply and looked away before looking back up into his eyes with a little smile and a wide, innocent gaze. I steadied myself:

"You could come and join me...?"

He blinked twice and that seemed to bring his swagger back. He gave me the smile reserved just for me and sauntered over until he arms were placed on each side of me elbows and his head hovering less than a foot above mine. "Let me see what I can do, Love," he said.

My heart fluttered as his darkened eyes smoldered into mine. I leaned up towards him, uncovering my bubble clad breasts and touched my nose against his gently. His gaze never left my eyes and I felt unbelievably cherished at the moment before our lips met.

Slow, smouldering fire. That is the only way that I can describe that first kiss. His lips were soft and warm but very firm against mine as they stole my breath away. I broke the kiss as he cupped my cheek and and he smiled softly at me before we practically attacked each other. His arms wrapped around my slick body as his tongue danced over my lip asking for entrance. I let him in.

Tongues moved together as my hands moved to his back, tugging up his shirt over his tanned skin. His hands left me as he quickly unbuckled his belt and tugged his shorts down. I ran my hands down his stomach to his tight and bright boxers that I had bought him as a joke earlier this very same week. He stumbled a bit as he struggled to get into the tub with me and we both broke away chuckling.

As he finally got in, he pulled me up and hooked my leg around his hip. Our lips sealed together again as we sunk slowly down into the water and bubbles, me straddling him on the floor of the wonderfully roomy tub.

I could feel him pressed up against my belly and we both gasped. He ran a single finger down my cheek and down the valley of my breasts before cupping and palming them both in his big hands. I moaned and leaned back as he tweaked my nipples and leaned forward to kiss my neck. I moaned again and ran my hands down his stomach, feeling the muscles flutter beneath my touch. I grasped his cock and gave it a slight squeeze before moving my hand up and down.

He moved a hand down to my entrance and slid a finger in slightly while his thumb flicked at my clit. "Please, please... I need you, I need to feel you inside me!" I gasped. He moved me up in the water slightly and pulled me forward until he sunk into me fully with one short thrust.

"OH my God!" I cried as I felt him stretching me. I had never been so full in my life. He was long and thick and in impossibly deep. He groaned loudly as I squeezed my muscles and lifted myself only to slide home again, my wetness mixing with the water. I continued moving slowly up and down as he thrust up into me when I came down. The friction was amazing.

"I'm not...going to l-last long!" I stammered as he leaned forward to nuzzle at my neck and to flick over my clit. "Me neither," he replied.

I started to move faster and grin my hips more when I came down as we kissed sloppily but we didn't care. The fire was building and I was so close I could feel it and apparently he could too.

"Cum for me, Love, let me see you," and with that he leaned down to nip at my breast while flicking my clit.

I keened out my release as I leaned back, panting into the hot air. He groaned out and I felt him spurt deep inside me as I milked him for all he was worth.

We both lay there panting with him still inside me until I shivered since the water was nowhere near as hot as our bodies. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around me before awkwardly helping me up. I turned around to let the water out of the tub and when I turned back to him he was standing with a towel open for me.

I hopped out and walked into his warm embrace. He smiled and kissed me warmly before turning to blow out the candles.

I walked to his room and got under the bed covers before he walked in, still completely naked. He paused and leaned on the door frame giving me plenty of opportunity for my wandering eyes. He was gorgeous.

"Like what you see, Love?" he asked slily and I nodded and giggled. He walked over and got under the covers with me and our still damp bodies intertwined with my head coming to be tucked under his chin.

"I have been waiting for that for a long time," he said softly into my hair after pulling out the elastic and letting my curls cascade down onto his chest.

"Mmmm, me too," I agreed. I looked up at him.

"I love you."

His smile beamed down at me from the little light coming from the street lamp outside the window. "I love you too."

We shared a long, slow, kiss before settling down to sleep the night away.

And the rest is history...