I'm not the Gilroy who had his entire life planned before he was old enough to drink, and certainly not the one who runs around sticking his dk into anything with a pulse. I’m Patrick Gilroy. Thoughtful. Considerate. Dependable. Mr. Nice Guy. That’s how Cari used to see me. But that was before. Before she moved in and made my life a living hell, made me want things I’d convinced myself I could never have...things that made me question who I really am and how far I’m willing to go to get them. Because I never wanted to be just her friend; I’ve always wanted more, a lot more. Now that she’s pushed me over the edge, she’s going to find out just how much. Now that I’ve had her, I’m not going to stop until I take it all. Now I’m going to finish what Cari started. No more Mr. Nice Guy.