The first time we spoke he tried to bribe me, and I called his bluff.
That became friendship ... then first loves.
I stole his heart.
He stole mine.
But we keep that our secret, hidden, so it'd never break out friendship.
Until one night, we cross a line.
I have secrets I never want him to know.
But he won't allow me to push him away.
He's ready to become more than friends, but will he want to when he learns what I've done?