Playboy Pact

We were friends, she and I. Best friends. It was easy, simple, and comfortable; that was our dynamic. We had a system, an understanding, an unspoken arrangement. We were there for each other through thick and thin. We had an unbreakable bond. Nobody understood our friendship. Because a guy and a girl couldn't just be best friends without emotions getting involved, right? Without noticing, everything shifted, and I was experiencing all these new feelings.... Jealousy. Possessiveness. For the first time in my life, Mila wasn't merely a girl I trusted and hung out with on a regular basis. She had become the woman with whom I was in love.