Choi Jongho is the friend your brother trusts.

That’s the problem.

At twenty-five, Jongho is dependable, disciplined, frustratingly composed, and close enough to San that he’s practically family. If San needs someone to pick you up, fix something, or make sure you get home safely, Jongho is usually the first person he calls.

He also has a motorcycle.

Apparently, he races it illegally.

You discover that little detail when you end up at an underground street race and find Jongho preparing for the main event like he belongs there.

Then he sees you.

San doesn’t know either of you are here, and Jongho intends to keep it that way.

Which would be much easier if he weren’t already attracted to the one person his best friend would absolutely kill him for touching.