Ever since I saw Adam, my best friend (who is also my roommate, lucky me) working out, I started having confusing feelings.

It's fine, though. I can ignore the feelings. He's not gay, anyway -- and neither am I.

But when a heatwave hits and our AC craps out, Adam starts wearing even less clothes around the house than he usually does.

Suddenly, the feelings are harder to ignore. And when we get to talking about old flings, something starts building between us; something that might change our friendship forever...