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No Longer Friends

4 chapters

~10 min read

Lydia Cervos is done watching her best friend Topher and his hockey teammate Beck circle each other with lingering looks and touches that last a second too long. So she volunteers Topher for the university’s sexy fundraising calendar—and when Beck calls him a chicken, he’s in. Now they’re stripped down to matching lingerie sets, and Beck loses the ability to speak the moment he sees Topher in midnight blue.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Lydia Cervos

A 22-year-old psychology student with sharp brown eyes that miss nothing and a knowing smile that suggests she's always three steps ahead. She has warm olive skin, dark hair she constantly tucks behind one ear, and a restless energy that makes her seem like she's perpetually orchestrating something. She's the friend who notices everything and has decided it's time to stop watching Topher and Beck dance around each other.

Christopher 'Topher' Jacobes

A 22-year-old physiotherapy student and hockey player, tall and graceful with an athletic build that speaks of disciplined training. He has thick, almost-black brown hair, sun-warmed skin, and striking silver-grey eyes that seem to hold a quiet intensity. His elegant hands, usually steady and composed, betray his nerves whenever Beck turns his full attention on him—fingers curling, knuckles white, the only sign of the fluster he tries to hide.

Beckett 'Beck' Marlow

A 22-year-old hockey player with a powerful, athletic build—broad shoulders, a lean frame, and the kind of effortless confidence that fills a room. He has blond hair, pale blue eyes that spark with shameless humor, and a grin that promises trouble. He moves with the easy swagger of someone who knows exactly what he wants and isn't afraid to pursue it.

Dana

Photographer directing the shoot; delighted by the coordination, told them to keep doing what they're doing, staged them on the crate and directed the hand placement.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

The Library Trap

Lydia slides the calendar proposal across the library table, watching Topher's silver-grey eyes scan the words 'suggestive athletic portraits.' He opens his mouth to refuse, but Beck drops into the ch

The Fitting Room

The photographer's assistant hands Topher a midnight blue set and Beck a green one, then pulls the curtain shut, leaving them alone in the narrow prep space. Topher holds the lace like it's a live thi

Sent to the Wrong Thread

Topher sits alone at the café table, coffee gone cold, phone in hand, and types to Lydia—how Beck looked in the green silk, how his skin felt under Topher's fingers, how the strap fix was an excuse to

What Do You Want

Topher lets Beck's legs fall from his hips, stands at the edge of the bed, and strips—shirt already gone, jeans shoved down, boxers following—while Beck watches from the sheets, the green silk riding