Straight guys don't have crushes on other dudes, right?
Except my roommate, Whit, is intriguing, and I find myself watching him constantly. He's a mystery I can't figure out and these feelings I'm having about him are confusing.
Then, one night, I find myself wrapped around him, and after that, I can't get enough.
But Whit has secrets. He doesn't let people in, and the more I fall for him, the less I know.
I can't let him go, though. Until I realize I'm going to be the one broken at the end of our story.