My hot best friend has no idea what he's doing to me. He sends me naughty texts at the most inappropriate times. He lets me fall asleep on top of him when we watch movies. And his protective side comes out if I dance too close to anyone at our favorite club. Correct me if I'm wrong, but those are things a boyfriend does. Except August isn't my boyfriend, he's my bestfriend, and those lines are drawn in permanent marker...