Just A Little Crush by Willow Winters

When I first met her at the bar, she was already taken. 


She was my younger sister’s friend from college who was moving to our small town after graduation. Smart and beautiful, with a smile that made me feel things I’d never felt before, I was hooked instantly. My pulse would race and I found myself eager to make her laugh, to have her brush against me, even if it was only friendly flirtation. Before I knew it, I turned into some schoolboy with puppy love just at the sight of her.
I thought: this feeling won’t last. I shouldn’t be thinking about settling down. She’s just a passing fascination.
Until one night, I kissed her …