I saw her first. Blonde. Gorgeous. Feisty. I was smitten.<br><br>But it didn’t matter because she chose him and he was my best friend and roommate. I’d never be able to compete with that so I pushed her away instead. It was easy when she lived hours away and I didn’t have to see her every day but then she moved in with us. Now I’m screwed.<br><br>To her singing in the shower every morning dancing in the kitchen while she makes coffee and doing yoga in our living room I can’t stop thinking about her in all the wrong ways. She’s not mine and never will be but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to push her against a wall and claim her mouth.<br><br>She’s constantly on me for making messes bringing chicks home every weekend and being a smartass when their PDA gets on my nerves. Considering neither of them knows how I feel the way I act toward them isn’t fair. I should move out so I can get over her for good; however the selfish part of me can’t let go.<br><br>But then the unthinkable happens...<br><br>When my best friend dies in a motorcycle accident the two of us are left to grieve our loss together. Instead of pushing her away I pull her closer.<br><br>Just as we come to terms with our new reality she finds out she’s pregnant with his baby. And I’m left to make the hardest decision of my life...