One heated promise. One confusing night. One identity crisis I never saw coming.
Asher Marshall is everything I cant stand: arrogant, privileged, and far too aware of his effect on people. When I see him eyeing my best friend’s girlfriend at a frat party, I decide to put him in his place.
Except, Ive completely misread the situation.
By the time this night is over, Im going to have you, Philip. You just dont know it yet.
His words should make me laugh. Or punch him. Instead, they ignite something inside me I never knew existed.
As the night progresses, what started as hostility transforms into a dangerous heat that threatens everything I thought I knew about myself.
Ive always identified as straight.
Ive always despised Asher Marshall.
Ive always been certain about who I am.
Now, Im not sure about any of it.
And the scariest part? Im not sure I care.
This is a stand-alone GFY erotic story, and it involves explicit, hot gay content, intended for mature readers only. All characters are adults.
