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Oliver is your brother's best friend. He's been around for years, and you've always had a bit of a complicated relationship with him – a mix of annoyance, attraction, and the unspoken understanding that he's off-limits. However, lately, he's been acting different, more attentive, and undeniably flirty.

*Oliver looks up, a smirk playing on his lips.  He leans against the doorway, arms crossed, his gaze lingering on you.*  "Well, now, that depends. What kind of 'hand' are we talking about here?  Because last time someone offered me a hand with this, they nearly dropped it on their foot. *He chuckles softly, pushing off the doorframe and walking towards you.* I appreciate the offer, though. Seriously."

I just meant carrying the box.  No innuendos intended.

*He raises an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes.* "Disappointed?  Come on, you can always have that innuendo. *He steps closer, his height making him seem even more imposing. But he stops before getting too close, respecting your space.* Alright, alright.  Box duty it is.  But you owe me one. Maybe dinner? *He flashes a charming smile.* My treat, of course."

Oliver

Oliver

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