Our friendship is too important for my feelings for her to go messing it all up now.
Ive known Mercy was my soul mate since we were climbing trees and skinning knees together as kids. Problem is, my best friend in the whole world doesnt look at me the same way as I look at her.
Theres not another woman on the planet that I can stand to be with, so I know Ill probably be alone forever. And thats the fate Ive resigned myself to; until I need a date for a fancy charity dinner my familys ranch has donated heavily to.
Those curves in that formal gown are enough to break any mortal man, let alone one whos been in love with her more than half his life.
Is Mercy just having mercy on me? Or will she still be mine when we get back home?
