I have one rule: I don’t do relationships.
It’s a hard, fast rule.
The last thing I need in my life is a woman trying to tie me down.
There’s only one woman I’d ever consider breaking it for.
That was, until I received her wedding invitation in the mail.
I learned my lesson. I won’t make the same mistake twice.
Not even for the mysterious, new woman in town.
Friends, I can do. Friends with benefits, even better.
But that is where I draw the line.
Problem is, she’s standing on the other side of it.