A long time ago, I helped her. Little tips about what to wear, how to leave a man wanting more, ways to be sexy without being too obvious. The guy she'd wanted was wrong for her, though. Still, she'd wanted him anyway and ended up with a broken heart. But she wasn't the only one, because even after I'd made my own intentions known, she walked away.
Now, she's back in town. Still beautiful, still intelligent, still funny, and ready to start over after a bad breakup from someone who never deserved her in the first place.
Want to know when I fell for one of my best friends? I can't even tell you. Somewhere between eating Superman ice cream in her mom's backyard and punching the first boy to ever make her cry.
Want to know how I got friend-zoned? She'd have to tell you. My services—Wingman for Hire—help women drive the men they want crazy. Yet, I couldn't seem to get her to notice me that way.
Want to know what I decided to do about it? The absolute right thing at the wrong time.
Now, everything is different. The past is supposed to be forgotten; the rejection should be in the rear-view mirror. And I'm not asking for much . . . just forever.