A pop-punk keyboardist carries an unrequited love for his firefighting best friend. With a newfound self-discovery, will their friendship ignite into something more?

Milo Richardson

I was stupid and fell hard for my straight best friend, but he can’t find out. Our friendship is too important to destroy it with my feelings.

When he took a firefighting job two hours away, it made my life easier and I satisfied myself with gig hookups.

Now he’s transferred home and I’m back to where I was, longing for him.

Even if he’s looking at me differently, do I dare take a chance?

Ryder Scott

I’m transferring to a fire department back home to be close to my family and my best friend.

But the guy I hooked up with a few weeks ago is warning me to come clean with Milo and tell him about my questioning.

Am I queer? I’m not sure yet. But Milo’s presence lights an unfamiliar fire.

When did he start captivating me? When did his scent become a craving? More than my heart is taking notice.

Would it be so bad if we became more than friends?

And will he stick around after he graduates college in a few months?