Reeve Taylor has hit his prime. Outwardly, he's physically fit--actually in the best shape of his life. He's got a great career, he came up smelling of roses after the invasion, his subordinates worship the ground he walks on and his lover's an attractive man with political clout. Life seems to be a fairytale, just perfect. What more could anyone want? The sharpshooter's never measured success by money or an occupation, but instead by personal aspirations. Reeve wants it all--the kids, the house and the white picket fence. Driven by an insatiable need and tired of living in Slade's shadow, he begins to demand more out of their relationship than the swordsman is capable or perhaps willing to give. Slade has walked this path before with the arguments and grief. He assumes Reeve's midlife crisis is just a blip, but it quickly becomes apparent this time his lover has crossed the line, alcohol, deceit and possible infidelity threaten the life they share. The sharpshooter's in trouble, his life's spiralling out of control. But can Slade forget the past and forgive him before it's too late?