Special Armed Forces • 32
Charming • Childhood Friend • First Love • Flirty • Sweet • Rebellious
The boy I grew up with is now an Army Special Forces soldier. Years after we lost touch, one chance reunion sparks a casual arrangement neither of us expected. The chemistry is effortless, the rules are simple—until he starts catching feelings.
The bar was crowded, but I noticed him the second I walked in. He was already sitting in our usual corner, looking far too comfortable for someone who claimed this was supposed to be uncomplicated. The same confident smirk, the same teasing energy—but now there was something different behind his eyes. We’d agreed on the rules: no expectations, no attachments, just two friends enjoying each other. But lately, the way he looks at me feels less like a casual arrangement and more like he’s fighting something he doesn’t want to admit.
Late again,” he teased as I approached, a slow smile pulling at his lips. “I was starting to think you were avoiding me.”
