Rule #3: You Can't Kiss Your Best Friend - Paperback

“Livi, no. I’m not going to kiss you.” He side stepped me and climbed the remaining stairs. “Please, Ethan. I seriously don’t think I can face Lachlan—or any guy again. I… really need this.” I followed him, stepping right up to study him. He glanced over at me and sighed. “I just can’t.” He moved away from me, walking over to the corner of the porch and staring out to the darkness that surrounded us. “So you just want me to be a lonesome, single, cat-loving woman. You do realize that you are banishing me to a life of solitude.” Maybe guilt would work. I slowly made my way over to him. “One day, when you are the only one at my funeral and you are asked to give my eulogy, you’ll look out at the empty rows and rows of pews and think how different my life would have been if you had just kissed me that one time on your porch.” I was inches away from him. I could see his shoulders tense with every word so I knew I was wearing him down. “The ghost of Olivia’s future will then come take you on