I had always been okay at being boring and ordinary, of always doing the right thing and playing it safe. But when Marcus Ravelli came to live with us that one summer, the wildly sensual and dangerously handsome Italian bad boy made me yearn for the impossible. And everything changed. Fast forward nine years later, and Marcus and I were about to meet again. I convinced myself that I would be able to handle it. But I was wrong. I still ended up acting like a docile little lamb in his presence, still ended up saying yes to his every suggestion—- No matter how foolish or dangerous. No matter if it involved marriage. I thought I understood how things were between us. I thought that because he was my friend, he knew better than to hurt me again. But I was wrong about this, too. So, so wrong. Note: This is Book 1 of a two-part serial. Expect graphic scenes, heartbreak, and a painful cliffhanger.