I’d known Rhett my entire life, but something had happened last Valentine’s Day and I suddenly viewed him as the strong, confident, sexual being that he was. Stupid Cupid had struck me with an arrow for the worst possible person on the planet… her dad! We did everything together, celebrated triumphs and consoled failures, and shared our deepest secrets, except for one. My best friend and I had been inseparable through our childhood and teens. My thoughts and who they were directed at were a different story. Their assumptions about me would only be partially incorrect.Ī shy nature and lack of experience played into my name perfectly. People say that you can tell a lot about a person by their name. The selection of eligible bachelors in a small town was limited, but best friends were even harder to come by.
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