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The brunette bit down on his bottom lip, a playful glint in his eyes as he spoke, "Yeah, most of them are just one night things, aren't they?" A smug grin spread across his lips, hinting at a confidence that belied his awareness of the complexities of relationships. He leaned in slightly, the teasing tone of his voice underscoring his charm as he added, "Why would I when I can get handsy with you?" It was a lighthearted challenge. "I've been told my hands are really good. You want to find out?" He teases playfully.

Bea nodded, "Yes they are. Wasn't exactly fun to see you running off with different girls all the time." she admitted with a small shrug. Bea heard Andy whisper in her ear and smirked, leaning closer to him as she ran her hand up and down his back as they stayed close together. "I do...but I also don't just want to be a one night with you either so I can't exactly give it up that quick."

Andy feigned a shocked expression when Bea called him out for going through so many girls, his eyes widening in mock horror. "There isn't that many relationships…" he teased, a playful grin spreading across his face as he leaned back slightly, pretending to process the accusation. The light-hearted banter hung in the air, and he relished the moment, fully aware of how their playful exchanges always managed to draw them closer together. "I was a cock block. I wanted you to myself. I don't like other guys getting handsy with you when I'm literally right here."

"I don't remember saying relationships?" she laughed, raising an eyebrow at Andy as he spoke to her. Andy hadn't had a lot of girlfriends but he had a lot of women just wanting him for one thing and he was a guy, she couldn't blame him for accepting that. "Yeah no shit you don't like other guys getting handsy with me." she said, nuzzling her nose against his.

Andy nodded in complete agreement with Bea, understanding that it was far better to test the waters than to jump straight into hating whoever ended up with her. “I already get jealous when I see you with another dude,” he scoffed, a teasing lilt in his voice. “Why do you think I’m always close by?” He couldn’t help but grin, enjoying the playful banter. “I like making it real awkward,” he added with a wink, his hands resting comfortably on her body, their warmth lingering since she’d allowed him to kiss her.

Bea laughed, "And why do you think I get so annoyed when you go through so many girls? It's painful to witness." she said as she playfully hit his arm, "I knew you were! You were the biggest cock block in the world, my God!" she said shaking her head.

Andy couldn’t deny his feelings for Bea; they were a constant presence in his mind, undeniable and intense. He found himself getting handsy with her, wanting nothing more than to kiss her and hold her close, but the fear of ruining their friendship loomed over him. As the muscular brunette took her hand, he gently led them away from the bustling centre of the room to a quieter corner, his heart racing. “I don’t want this to come between us, Bea,” he said earnestly, looking deep into her eyes. “I like you, really bad,” he confessed, the vulnerability in his voice echoing.

Bea hadn't even registered that they were doing this out in the open around their friends. Word spread quick around here and she didn't want people to give a label before they even knew what 'this' was. Bea held Andy's hand and followed him out to a quieter place away from prying eyes. Bea nodded, "I feel both of the things that you said too...but you know they contradict each other right? If this happens there is a risk. If we don't do it? I don't know how we can like be around one another or see each other even be around others..."

Andy felt a swirl of nerves in his stomach as he contemplated making the first move, an exhilarating yet daunting prospect. He wanted to kiss Bea more than anything, but the weight of that decision loomed large in his mind, knowing it would transform their friendship into something deeper and more complex. His eyes watched as she came closer and his hand found her hip as she made the first move. He pulled her in closer, deepening the kiss once she allowed it. "Fuck -- been wanting to do that for a long time," he mumbled against her lips.

Bea had felt Andy was making a few of the moves this evening and she wanted to show him this wasn't all one sided. Besides, she wanted to kiss him and she didn't want to wait anymore. Bea kept her hand on Andy's cheek as she felt Andy deepen it slightly, making her relax in his arms. "Me too..." she whispered back.

Andy exuded a natural confidence that drew people in, always unafraid to speak his mind, regardless of the potential impact on others. His honesty wasn't rooted in rudeness but in a genuine belief that transparency fostered stronger connections. As he glanced at Bea, his expression shifted to playful exasperation; he rolled his eyes in mock annoyance at her teasing comment. “Have you seen me look at anyone else tonight, Bea? You’re all I want to stare at,” he quipped, a charming smirk tugging at the corners of his lips, making it clear that his words were as sincere as they were flirtatious.

Bea knew Andy hadn't had his eyes on anyone else tonight, and the thought was exciting but very nervous. Bea looked to Andy and smiled, her stomach in knots as she debated her next move. Feeling brave, she leant up slowly and let their lips linger an inch apart before her hand caressed his cheek, finally letting her lips press against his own.

Andy nodded playfully as Bea questioned him, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Oh, I don't think. I know," he shot back, his tone light yet confident. He certainly didn’t view Bea as easy; if anything, he considered himself the more easy one. Their chemistry felt effortless, as if they were on the same wavelength, allowing their connection to flow naturally. With a muscular arm wrapping around her shoulders, he pulled her closer, his voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Mm. That's a good girl," he murmured, a smirk dancing on his lips. "How have we not hooked up yet? We need to change that." The heat between them was palpable, charged with a teasing tension.

Bea knew that whoever she ended up with needed to be confident. Not like a rudeness to them but knowing what they want and not being afraid to say it how it is. She loved the fact Andy was like that. She felt his arm around her and her skin prickled as he spoke dirty to her. "Fuck sake Andy..." she laughed, shaking her head and blushing hard as she was definitely turned on. Bea looked up to him, "You don't want any of the girls here tonight? I'm the other option?" she teased.

"Get jiggy with it? Are you from the 70's Andy?" she teased, nudging him with her elbow as she shook her head at him. He always made her laugh even though what he said was a joke, she knew he was giving her a compliment. "I am charming." Bea said as she tucked some hair behind her ear, looking into his eyes. "I'm sure we could charm the pants off of each other."

Andy chuckled softly, his eyes glinting with mischief as Bea teased him about his earlier comment, a mix of embarrassment and amusement dancing across his face. He looked her up and down appreciatively when she mentioned their shared charm, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. “I feel like I could talk you into bed, Bea,” he said, his tone light but laced with a hint of sincerity, “I feel like I've got a way with words.” The playful banter hung in the air, crackling with an electric tension as he leaned in slightly, clearly enjoying the flirtation. "I feel like you'd like a bit of dirty talk as well."

"Oh you think so?" Bea said, knowing full well Andy could probably talk her into doing most things. He was charming and she had feelings for him. Fuck, he wouldn't have to talk at all. He could just bring her to bed with no words. He didn't need to know that though. Bea shrugged her shoulders but had a cheeky smirk on her face, "You are right..." she said with a giggle.

Andy watched Bea, a genuine smile breaking across his face as he considered how truly special she was. It wasn’t just her striking features that drew him in; it was the way her laughter lit up a room and the warmth of her spirit that made him feel at ease. “Someone to love and someone to get jiggy with. Sounds like the right kind of loving,” he teased playfully, raising his eyebrows suggestively, his tone light but sincere. In that moment, he knew he was captivated by more than just her looks; he admired her beautiful personality, which added layers to her charm that made her irresistible. "Oh you are charming. I'm sure I could be."

"Get jiggy with it? Are you from the 70's Andy?" she teased, nudging him with her elbow as she shook her head at him. He always made her laugh even though what he said was a joke, she knew he was giving her a compliment. "I am charming." Bea said as she tucked some hair behind her ear, looking into his eyes. "I'm sure we could charm the pants off of each other."

As Andy gently nudged Bea, her playful comment lingered in the air, and he couldn't help but admire her depth beyond her striking looks. "You know you’re more than just a hot body," he said, sincerity threading through his teasing tone. "You have a lot going for you. That's why I sometimes think I wouldn’t even be good enough for you because you deserve someone who’s going to give you it all back as well!" He rated himself a modest seven or eight, feeling that Bea deserved a perfect ten. Watching her strike a pose in front of him, he playfully smacked her behind, a cheeky grin spreading across his face. "I might not be everything you want, but I can meet your needs," he teased with a wink. "I might not be able to talk the talk, but my actions are better than my words."

Bea looked into Andy's eyes as he spoke, truly believing him when he said she was more than just a hot body. Sometimes that's all she though guys thought of her but she knew Andy truly loved being with her for her. "I agree. I need someone I can love on too. Not just one way." she told him as he smacked her butt, taking it in a playful way. "I mean...you seem like everything I want." Bea told him as she put a hand on his chest affectionately, subtly telling him she wanted him.

Andy was a deeply affectionate soul who craved love and attention, always seeking validation from those around him. While he masked his jealousy when his friends received the affection he longed for, inside, he wrestled with feelings of inadequacy, convinced he deserved to be cherished just as much. With a playful grin, he turned to his best friend, teasing, “It would make sense. You’re hot. I’m hot. You’re like my type on paper, so I’d be happy.” He couldn’t help but admire her legs, adding with a mischievous glint, “Plus, those legs for days would drive any man and woman crazy.” His light-hearted banter masked the deeper longing he felt within. "It would be a win for me. Why should I settle for a eight when I can literally have a ten."

"Just because we're both hot? Nothing else?" she asked him with a raised eyebrow. Bea felt like no one truly understood her and her moods like Andy did. He just knew what she was feeling and when. Well...every feeling except for how she felt about him it seemed. Bea stretched out one of her legs for a moment before popping a hip to the side. "It depends if you think you can be all that I need I guess?" she flirted.

Andy had a tough exterior, the kind of guy who looked like he could handle anything, but around those he cared about, he was a big softie. He wasn’t naturally a fighter, but if someone was annoying or hurting someone he loved, he'd step in without hesitation. His hardened features softened as he smiled when she mentioned she was looking for someone to be her someone, his laugh warm and genuine. "I'm the same. It's the reason I go through so many girlfriends," he chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Ain't found the right one yet, but one day it'll come." He was a man who craved love, always searching for that special connection. "You and I should date. Literally ideal for one another." He teased.

Bea had noticed Andy had been seeing a lot more different girls and maybe that was part of the reason she was eager to put herself out there too. She didn't really want to sit around and watch another girl hang off of his arm. "One day." Bea agreed as she kept his eyes on his before he mentioned they should date. "Oh really? I mean it would make sense..." she said, trailing off as she was talking playfully about it even though she knew she would love that.

Andy stared at his best friend, his gaze soft but puzzled as her words sank in. The idea that people were avoiding her because of him tugged at something inside him, a mix of frustration and protectiveness. "You know I won’t touch them unless they deserve it," he said, his voice steady, but his eyes revealed more—concern, maybe even insecurity. He glanced away momentarily, then back at her, catching her gaze as she asked him to step back. He sighed, a hint of reluctance in his tone. "If you want to talk to them, go ahead. I'll stay out of it if that’s what you want," he offered, though his expression showed he still wasn’t convinced anyone there was worth her time. "I just think you can do better than drunks at a house party. Your worth more than that Bea."

Bea nodded, "Andy, I know that. You may look crazy tough but I know you only turn into that when you need to, not just for no reason." she said as she put a hand on his shoulder. "I don't know...I guess I've just been feeling more ready to like look for someone to be my someone, you know?" the brunette explained, not looking but Andy as she spoke because she feared it would be too obvious she was talking about him. Bea eventually turned her head to look to Andy, "I'm sure I can."

Andy smirked as Bea mentioned him warding guys away from her, knowing it wasn't entirely untrue. As her best friend, he was constantly by her side, which naturally kept people from approaching her. His presence alone seemed to act as a silent barrier, preventing others from flirting with her when he was around. "I mean, if someone does come up to you while I'm here, at least it shows they got guts," he chuckled, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Most people get intimidated when I'm or your other guy friends are around, but let's be honest, I’m the one they see with you the most. I barely leave your side."

Bea shrugged her shoulders, "I mean yeah it would but that doesn't happen because no one thinks I'm worth the trouble of even talking to because you're gonna hurt them. Why don't you try take a step back tonight and see the difference?" she suggested lightly. Bea wanted to see Andy's reaction, not knowing what side he would take. The brunette hung onto Andy's arm, "Always by my side...yes you are. But I'm always by your side."

"I'm sure you're not complaining..." Bea laughed, rolling her eyes half thinking it was true and half joking because Andy was her best friend and should he be checking her out so much? She would be lying if she said she wasn't happy about that. Bea nudged Andy again at his remark, shaking her head dismissively. "It's always 'and other guys' isn't it. Well, none of them seem to be coming to me to tell me that. I wonder why?"

The brunette grinned, shaking his head with amusement as he raised an eyebrow. "Why would I complain?" he asked, a smirk tugging at his lips, revealing the dimples in his cheeks. His gaze softened, and his playful tone carried a hint of sincerity. "You're good-looking. You know I find you attractive. Best friend or not, you're still fine as fuck." He chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest with a casual confidence. When the other mentioned no one was approaching her, his expression turned a bit more serious. "You don't want these dickheads approaching you anyway. They don't deserve you," he admitted.

Bea smiled at Andy's response. Despite the two being best friends, they could tell each other when they looked good or when they were looking hot. This is where Bea and her feelings became tangled up with what she thought was just friendship love for Andy when perhaps it was something more. "Oh really? I don't think any of them would try with you standing here would they? I know you ward guys off from me."

Andy chuckled as Bea playfully nudged him, reacting to his teasing remark about her skirt. "It's barely covered. I'm not complaining at all. I think it suits you this length," he admitted with a mischievous grin, giving a light tap to the back of her thigh where the skirt ended. His muscular frame relaxed as he glanced at her, grinning wider. "I'd tell you to go for something shorter, but that'd be for me and other guys, not you," he quipped, his tone playful yet sincere. "It was a compliment, I promise!" he added, his laughter softening any edge to his words. "I like seeing your legs out. You know how much I and other guys like your long legs."

"I'm sure you're not complaining..." Bea laughed, rolling her eyes half thinking it was true and half joking because Andy was her best friend and should he be checking her out so much? She would be lying if she said she wasn't happy about that. Bea nudged Andy again at his remark, shaking her head dismissively. "It's always 'and other guys' isn't it. Well, none of them seem to be coming to me to tell me that. I wonder why?"

Andy had always been protective of Bea; they had been friends for as long as he could remember, and the last thing he wanted was some dumbass guy taking advantage of her just because she was pretty. He felt responsible for making sure the guys she spent time with treated her with respect. His grin widened when Bea cupped his cheek. "I do? I'm glad. That makes me happy," he responded cheekily, his eyes lighting up. As she answered what she was looking for tonight, Andy smirked, teasingly. "Oh, sounds like you have taste," he chuckled. "Funny thing, though—I was actually looking for a slim brunette tonight with a skirt that barely covers her ass, and her name starts with a B. What a coincidence!" he grinned, his tone playful but his gaze warm. His arm wrapped around her.

Bea always felt safe with Andy, knowing no one would try and hurt her if he was near. She wished she could pay the same back for him but she wasn't on his level of strength. "I definitely have taste." Bea confirmed as she set her eyes on Andy, smirking at his response. "Hey my skirt covers my ass, you dick!" she laughed, nudging his arm with her own as he wrapped it around her body.

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