Is it so bad that I tricked my older brother's best friend into taking my virginity?

Maybe.

In my defense, it was Dante Reid--my crush, my first love, and the one I ended up pushing away.
Our paths split in opposite directions.
I went to college on one coast while he returned to work with the US Army on the other.
The end.
Or so I thought.

After graduating and attempting a bucket list of self-discovery, guess who I find standing outside the jail, bailing me out from a crime I didn't commit?
Dante freaking Reid--this time with more muscles, more tattoos, and more demands.
One of which is to move in across the hall from him so he can keep me safe. Like I need protection after a little felony mix-up.

I don't.
Unless it's from him.
Because Dante has been my downfall before ...

And living next to the guy I gave my innocence to a long time ago may actually end in my complete devastation.