I have a certain set of rules I try to live by. Rules that have always served me well. Until now . . .
Rule one: Don't have sex with someone you work with. Rule two: Don't have sex with your friend's ex-boyfriend. Rule three: Don't have sex with your best friend who also happens to be the same ex-boyfriend of your friend. Rule four: Don't ever, under any circumstances, fall in love with your best friend.
I guess it's safe to say, I officially broke all four of my rules.
Doctor Andrew Albright. Sexy, arrogant, insanely gorgeous, and eternally off-limits. Not only is he still in love with my friend, his ex, but he's my rock. My perfect best friend. The one person I cannot lose under any circumstances. Especially when my life has a habit of falling apart on a regular basis.
But one mercy kiss later, to save me from an awkward situation, and suddenly everything changes. He flirts relentlessly. Corners me in dark hallways. Throws me panty-melting stares that render me helpless. I crossed the uncrossable line. Broke every damn rule.
Now our perfect friendship is falling apart.
And he's doing everything he can to keep it that way . . .
