Chances

I think for sure it must've been a dream because there's no way a guy could look like that, touch me like that, and be so in tune with me on every known level and disappear, leaving me with nothing but a good story to tell my friends. When he walks into my bar three months later, everything I thought I knew and what we'd had disappears in the blink of an eye and the blinding light of the three-carat diamond on his fiancee's hand.

With a relationship that makes me happy and a job I love, life is good. But when the man I've just agreed to marry has his estranged wife and four-year-old daughter turn up on his doorstep, I'm not the only one reevaluating things. He didn’t plan for that - and I didn’t plan for my childhood sweetheart to return, wanting me back.   

I have a long history of acting first and thinking it through later. In fact, I'm the definition of a screw up. Case in point - I’m having a baby with a woman I can’t stand, my ex is now my best friend’s wife, and I’m in love with a woman I can never have. My biggest secret is falling for my best friend’s sister 12 years ago. My biggest mistake is thinking I could live without her. And now my biggest regret is the look on her face the moment I tell everyone I’m already married to the woman they hate most.