Best of Friends 2
I've known him for a couple years now. We had become fast friends, and the best kinds of friends. We shared everything with one another; our hopes, dreams, and even our sexual fetishes. He often hinted at the fact we should hook up, or that he found me attractive enough that he wanted to get together with me. We were friends, so I pushed him off. I never wanted to make our friendship muddled with sex. One sunny Spring morning, my phone rang. It was my best friend, Grant. "Hi honey!"...