Last year I stayed with my sister for a few months while I was in the process of selling my house and relocating. During that time, my brother-in-law and I became very close. We started spending a lot of time together. I even started fixing him meals and running errands for him. Then one night, toward the end of my stay, we stayed up late talking and drinking beer on the porch, basically just having a bit of a laugh. But after a few drinks he started to tell me about how close he felt to me and how much he enjoyed having me around and how much he thought he... loved me. Needless to say I cut my visit a little shorter than I had planned and left a week afterwards. I love my sister and would never do anything to hurt her but I am loathe to admit I was beginning to feel something for him too. And after nearly a year I still feel horribly guilty.