I was a rule breaker, bad to the bone; someone who loved the thrill of danger. One night of fun was never meant to go that far but desire always has a habit of taking over. It wasn’t meant to destroy us or his brotherly bond in the process. I never regret the past but now I wish I could change it all, been a good boy and kept my best friend just as that, a friend. ​​​​​​​ But it was too late, I'd tasted the forbidden and I wanted what I couldn't have. Him. Can I finally be the good guy and live my new life alone without my best friend? Or will my rule breaking ways come back full force and have him back on his knees in no time at all–damn the consequences?