Three years later, his best man is now my best friend. My family likes him. My daughter adores him. And me? Well, I'm hopelessly in love with him. Too bad I can never tell him how I feel.
A drunken kiss after our friend's birthday party threatens to reveal my secret. I have two choices: confess my feelings for him or pretend I was too wasted to remember. Lying could mean missing out on a future with the man I love. Telling the truth could ruin our friendship forever. Should I play it safe or risk it all for our happily ever after?
