I've never felt more fucking alive than I do right now.

Toby Jeffers never thought he'd see the day where his band, As Above, slowed down.

With all the fame gained, the booze forever flowing, and the girls beyond willing, settling down was the last thing on Toby's mind.

But when someone makes their way through the crowd and threatens to put the bassist right in the same stilled boots as his bandmates and brothers, the only option is to lay low. Pretend that the outside world doesn't exist. In a cabin.

With the last person he'd ever expect falling into his bed.

Can Toby find it in him to let go of the hardcore lifestyle in time to embrace the last thing he thought he'd ever have in this life?