He was the boy with cigarette smoke in his lungs and ink on his skin, he understood that sin tasted sweater than virtue and welcomed darkness like an old friend. A pairs of brown eyes changed it all, with soft skin and a sweet laugh, a tease named Sutton Had him falling head over hills. That doesn't sound very bad boy-ish? Bad boys don't love, they don't care, they don't want a relationship, they don't want to get to know a girl, it's all about the smash and dash, the hit it and quit it. She had him breakin' all the rules. Good just doesn't look good on a bad boy. This is Derek's Unbecoming.