I’ve never been good with romantic relationships. I’ve never felt that spark. You know the one I mean. The one that gives you chills and makes your heart race. It’s never happened for me. That is, until one night when I find myself out at happy hour.
He’s my best friend and I’d never do anything to jeopardize what we have.
When I ask for his help, he plants an idea in my head. His idea? Find a Mr. Right Now rather than a Mr. Right…
I live my life one day at a time. I’m successful financially, so I’m not talking about money here. I’m talking about sex. I’m the kind of guy who prefers a no-strings attached arrangement. Nobody stays forever. Love is some made up concept that only lasts in fairytales.
I know this and I’m good with it.
Everyone knows how I feel, especially my best friend.
So why is it that when she decides to takes my advice to find a no-strings attached arrangement for herself, it makes me regret ever suggesting it?
Buy the ebook:
Buy the Book On Amazon