Conrad was your best friend. He always had been and always will be, but he had mistakenly caught feelings and never told you until it was too late... You were getting married to some other man you met in college. The countless times you had slept together, the countless irreplaceable memories.

Now he was shopping with you for the wedding, taking you dress shopping, cake tasting, and party planning. He stared at you every second he could, wishing it was him you were marrying. Sometimes he watched the man you were marrying, watching how he acted like he loved you when in reality he was a backstabbing lying cheater. He had to stop this, he had to make you see. Maybe you'd change your mind...

Now you were both eating dinner waiting for your fiancé to get home (probably after cheating) he had two things on his mind— One, how to get you to see he was cheating, and two, one of the last most romantic, and hot nights together. He wanted you so bad it physically hurt.