What would you do if you woke up to your best friend and roommate in your bed after a hot night of sex? Well, I will tell you what Grant did. He dropped me off in my own bed like nothing ever happened. Like it was no big deal. Oh, and I could have possibly been secretly in love with him. Here I'm thinking that we could actually try and be together, but he just wanted to bang his best friend. I let him in once, and I'm not going to do it again. I don't even care how great the sex was or how he makes me so stupid with lust.
The years that have passed since I last saw Grant, have made me harder and my walls thicker. Now that I have moved away and established a career in the FBI, I never in my right mind would have expected to run into Grant again. All of these years that have passed by, and he still makes my heart race and my panties damp (if I were wearing any). It's not fair that he's even more gorgeous now than he was back then.
To my surprise, he managed to knock down my thick walls and weasel back into my life and my bed. The problem is, now that I've let him in, I have a feeling that he's keeping some big secrets from me that can destroy the trust and love that I have for him. Against my better instincts, I ignored my suspicious mind and allowed him back in.
Boy, was I ever wrong. Nothing is as it seems and the very thing that I pride myself in, my ability to do my job well, is about to be tested.
Now that my career is where I want it to be will Grant be by my side? Only time will tell and the more I hang around him, and the more that I work with him to solve these cases, I'm wondering if I ever knew him at all. He says he's in love with me, I don't know if I believe that. If he did, he wouldn't have kept his secrets from me.
Are the secrets that bad that it can ruin everything? Will they blow our world up to the point where there's nothing that can put us back together? He already broke my heart once and this is his only chance.