Luka had fucked up. Only once so far, but there was plenty of time for him to make more mistakes while living together with his former sex friend that he was still physically attracted to. 

‘I probably shouldn't have hugged him back,’ Luka thought, knowing perfectly well the potential consequences of his actions. 

Two years ago, Luka had stopped having sex with Xander and properly friend-zoned him. He then spent the next couple of months slowly distancing himself. 

All of this so Xander could get over Luka and they could remain friends. But what good would it be if Luka led him on by giving him hugs before wishing him a good day at work, like some doting housewife seeing her husband off to work with a kiss?

Not that Luka wouldn't mind kissing Xander again. 

And that was the problem. Luka was too sexually attracted to Xander. He already knew how good the sex could be, or perhaps he was over-romanticising the memories of them naked in bed—and in the shower, in the car, the parking garage—together. After all, could the sex really have been that good if Luka was insistent that they shouldn’t sleep together again?

Luka knew what he needed to do to maintain their friendship. 

Drinks this Saturday? He sent a short text to one of his current friends-with-benefits, in hopes they would be doing more than just drinking. 

Her only response was a winking smiley face, letting Luka know she was keen.