We're best friends, not lovers.
So, how did I end up in my best friend's bed?
Well, he did rescue me from my broken down car.
Plus, he’s grown into a complete hunk of a man and is hardly the beanstalk that I recall growing up with.
It just... happened.
I mean, if you call being trapped inside due to a snowstorm and then finding yourself being ravished in bed 'just happening'.
A fling… that’s what we agreed. We know this can’t last, I’m only back in my hometown for a couple of weeks.
My life is in Vegas with the job I love.
And his is here with his ranch.
We physically can't be together…
So, why don’t I want to leave?